Thursday, November 15, 2007

The Swell Season : Once again (for the first time)

I’d like to make a public apology to the good people of Denver, Colorado who were at The Swell Season concert on Tuesday night. It was there, comfortably nestled on the what amounted to the second row in GA, that I became one of those annoying music lovers that I’ve hated for years: I became one of those incredibly annoying sing-along-ers. I’m not quite certain how it happened, but I was powerless. Moth to the brightly burning flame.

Had to try and sing along to “Falling Slowly” (especially when Glen prompted us to do so, thereby giving us permission), had to stumble along through what I could on “Lies” and I hummed pretty loudly to those I only knew the tunes to. I could honestly not help it. Provided you’ve seen the movie Once (and, let’s be honest here, if you’ve seen it, you own the soundtrack), you already know it’s impossible not to participate. Solid music performed by solid, able, hilarious, ridiculously talented musicians, playing to a near capacity crowd of 1100 or so who all felt the exact same way we did. Especially the old dude with the messy hair to my right flanking the stage and screaming “We love you, Marketa!” We came to adore and they allowed us to do just that.

We took a plane ride over to prove said adoration. She was the ethereal part of the equation to harmonize with his hardly-controlled (and thankfully primal) volume. Together, it was unlike many concerts I’ve seen. It fulfilled me in every way live music has the power to do so. It’s why we sang along. It’s why we walked for miles from our ramshackle hotel to Ogden Theatre to express our appreciation. It’s why we endured sore backs and feet as a couple hours’ time slipped right by. We laughed like crazy when they slipped in part of Willy Wonka’s “Pure Imagination” into the song “Stars”. It’s why we hung out so much longer than the rest did to thank the talkative Glen and the very shy Marketa for a great movie and a job well done on stage. We sounded like buffoons, tripping all over ourselves, and it was okay. And, in the end, Mama T (head of security there) was nice enough to give us a lift “home”. Someone even gave us some free band pins.

Colorado’s nice. Filled with the nice. That whole experience was proof of that.

Plus, who knew Martha Wainwright was opening? Not I. Not anything like her brother Rufus, but completely talented in her own right. To think I was just listening to her not-entirely-new EP two days’ ago. Eerie.

Sidenote: While La Quinta Inn is plenty affordable and offers free breakfast and such, I’d suggest not unplugging anything in your room here. When I tried to do so not long ago, there were sparks and such, followed by all the electricity in our room going out. I type with one slightly crispy and mostly black left hand. It’s a dangerous world. Tread carefully.

8 comments:

ewesa said...

awe, thank you for recording that, they are so sweet

upto12 said...

So, so jealous...

ck said...

glad your colorado experience was a good one. and that the denverites were nice to you. i told them they better be or else.

Sara said...

You could have died!

Ashley said...

They are so great live, aren't they? I'm glad you got to go, and I'm sorry that the experience was so, er, electric. (Sorry--couldn't resist.)

f*bomb. said...

They sound just SO GOOD live!
I am still kicking myself that I missed their show out here- I knew they were coming and I failed to write it down.
LOSER.

ps-
In full agreement about everything you say about Denver. Let me know if you want to get married and move there, because that's the only thing it would take to get me to stay in the Mile High.

The Carrie Collection said...

Dainon! Your blog has changed so much since I left. I love it! I tried leaving you a message on myspace but my internet card ran out and kicked me off right before I posted it. Anyway, I heard about the Ho Ho Ho party on the 22nd and I just wanted to let you know that I'll be there so you'd better get your little rum cake there too. I miss your face and hope you're having fun. I got my phone out today and it still only receives calls so hopefully I can buy a new one next week :) I'll call you when I can. Beijos!

Laura said...

Holy! You reminded me of the time I stuck my finger in a light socket. Oh my! Were you scared? Did you have someone poke you with a wooden broomstick?