Thursday, October 20, 2005

Kids These Days

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So I saw Death Cab last night. Great show. But if the audience at The Decemberists show I saw a few weeks ago made me feel old, the audience at the Death Cab show made me feel ancient. Like... a pedophile. Like the 16-year olds were looking at me wondering what grandpa was doing there with the audacity to be singing along with THEIR songs. I felt like the guy who keeps going to keggers with high scool kids long past his college graduation. ICKY.

Oh well. If my friends weren't LOSERS and even one of them had agreed to go with me I might not have felt so... icky. But standing there alone, with little cliques of tweens eyeing me suspiciously... yeah, icky. Sigh. When did this happen? I think I'm just projecting my own terror of impending 30 (I still have two years! Okay, 1.5 years...) onto it. It being... everything.

So... the show. Great! Not the best concert I've ever been to, it was a little short, but I guess the CHILDREN have curfews. And nothing will EVER beat seeing Radiohead when I first moved here anyway. But DCFC put on a good, fun show. I didn't write down the playlist and I don't remember every song they sang, but I do remember a few details (memory's first thing to go...).

They opened with "Marching Bands of Manhattan", one of my favorites of the new album. Sounded good. Ben G. got sweaty fast. Like really sweaty. Like that scary guy in Olivia Newton-John's "Physical" video sweaty. How's that for an old-timer reference!

I think next they did "Passenger Seat" off of Transatlanticism, which I love. Somewhere around here they did "Soul Meets Body" which has really grown on me since first hearing it months ago. I was only kinda meh about it at first, but now I'm really digging it. Yadda yadda, sangs some more songs and I don't remember what they ended the first set with.

Ben G. trots back out for the encore by himself, and does "I Will Follow You Into The Dark" acoustically, and it sounded awesome. Yadda yadda, band comes out and they do a couple more songs I don't remember, and they end with what I'd been waiting and hoping for the entire show, a back-to-back Transatlanticism best-of, "Tiny Vessels" and "Transatlanticism", my two all-time-favorite DCFC songs.

So the end was the most memorable part, and I'm glad my grandpappy legs didn't give out from under me and I stayed through the end. I swatted the youngsters outta the g-d'd way with my walker and rode the short bus home. Good times had by all! Even the infirm!

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