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Enjoyable & Depressing

So the concert last night was fantastic. Steph & Manny & Jonathan are excellent concert companions. Manny, because she knows her stuff. Steph, because we have similar tastes (she also knows her stuff). Jonathan because he's my brother and it was his first-ever concert.

The opening band, Vedera - meh. Not bad.

Jack's Mannequin - insane amounts of energy, amazing piano skills and an overall fantastic persona. Highly enjoyable, although difficult to understand any of his words, even when speaking. Yet somehow, the f-bomb always manages to be audible...

Listening to The Fray was exactly like listening to their album, only live and better. If that makes sense. I loved it. Enjoyed the lighting, liked the Steph, my only setlist regret is that they didn't play Look After You, which is pretty much my favourite of all times. Their cover of Kanye's Heartless is pretty fantastic though.

I didn't know that Over My Head (Cable Car) is about the lead singer's relationship with his brother. Tragic. Several of their songs are gut-wrenching, and when I came home, I looked up all the lyrics from their new album.

They're all heart-breaking.

Every single one. It's like Green Day's American Idiot album. Brilliant. Lyrical genius. And insanely depressing when you put it all together.

The thing that makes me even more sad (I actually had trouble falling asleep thinking about it all last night), is that I think some of The Fray love Jesus. And I wonder how that fits in - their are little tiny hints of it in their music, but never overt. And while their lyrics regarding God and faith are totally honest (Happiness and You Found Me), they fall more on the side of lament and frustration. Which makes me wonder, do they feel hope? And if they do, could they bring it into their music?

I'm not meaning to be critical...I'm just really curious about how it works for them. Or if it works.

*photos on Facebook.


steph said…
that's interesting, i know what you mean about the album not offering a more hopeful spin. but instead of seeing it as non-hopeful, i took it as them painting certain painful realities in a way that leave people wanting... wanting exactly that- hope. (and i think that's a good thing) maybe their next album will continue to speak to this.
Beth said…
yeah, i agree. and i was super-excited when he was about to intro Happiness at the end...but then I felt like it was kind of empty - heartfelt, but empty encouragement.

"keep going..."

Do I expect too much? I don't know...

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