Monday, September 22, 2008

Don't let it tear us apart, even if it breaks your heart.





The above is the reason why I can't stop dancing, singing, and being happy. For those of you kids who do not know this fellowette, Cut Copy is 1/4 of my heart. This event is going down in the books.

Sonam and I get to the station at around 1:30. We search for parking relentlessly and after about ten minutes, we find an obscure location. An assumption was made that we missed the train so we're walking slowly and when we get to the station, to our suprise, the train arrives. We make a mad dash for it, but end up watching it roll away instead, right before our eyes. This is when we figure it will be a bad day.

Okay, so we wait for the 2:43 train... which comes at 3:10. Very late, indeed. This train happened to have motor problems so we now know that today is a bad day. The last stop was Newark Penn with a transfer to New York Penn. We catch the 4:09 Penn train, which I might add, was full to it's capacity and then some. The train takes the longest 10 minute ride into the city, very slow due to the massive amount of people on board. We get to the city at around 4:30 or so, take a few subways, and end up at 11th street at 5:00pm.

Now, this show is sold out. So another assumption that was made was that the line had been started at around 3pm. Nope. I was the beginning of the line, thank you. 5:05 and your girl was #1 for Cut Copy. After waiting two hours, making friends, and peeing my pants, we get inside at a little after 7pm. Sonam and I make a mad dash to front and center (!!!!!!) and after we situate ourselves, I give money and Sonam gets me a Cutters shirt (I couldn't possibly leave my sweet spot). The show starts off at 8pm with a Brooklyn band called Kordan. They were pretty awesome and the lead singer is a very attractive young man. Following that act were the Presets, which were basically the main attraction; nearly the whole crowd was for them. The Presets tore shit up, they did an exhuberant job. The crowd fuckin' loved it. I would love it too if only I was into them as badly as everyone else was. Needless to say, I enjoyed their set, lots of fun, lots of bass infiltrating my lungs, and I even sang along subtly to 'This Boy's In Love'. Then, at 10:30pm, my life was forever changed. Cut Copy goes on stage, I go insane, they keep their cool.

They opened up with 'Visions' which followed into 'Nobody Lost, Nobody Found'. I will not attempt to write down the rest of the list because I don't want to misguide you, readers. Just know that they played 'Far Away', 'Strangers in the Wind', 'Out There On the Ice', 'Lights and Music', 'That Was Just a Dream', 'Time Stands Still', 'Feel the Love', 'Unforgettable Season', 'So Haunted', 'Hearts on Fire', 'Future', and 'Saturdays'. I was so excited for 'Strangers', I caught a video of it, too. Their best one must have been 'That Was Just a Dream' because they played 'Zap Zap' right after it and the crowd went nuts. 'So Haunted' was another powerful one for the night. I was slightly disappointed that 'Autobahn Music Box' wasn't played, I was vocally ready for that one. It seems as if all the songs I am vocally ready for are never played. Or Cut Copy could really have egged me on and played some 'I Thought of Numbers' shit, I was ready, perhaps, one of the rare few who were. Again, I am fuckin' insane for Cut Copy.

The night ended off perfect. 'Hearts on Fire' was the finale and afterwards, Sonam got the set list, which she gave to me cause she knows how much it means to me. (Thank you!) We got sweaty handshakes from Danny and we were out to catch the 12:37am train (which we caught successfully!).

To sum it all up... I can't even put into words what I felt and what I am feeling now. I think that everyone ought to see their favorite band perform five feet away from them; that's the secret to world peace.

Linkage

http://www.myspace.com/kordanmusic

http://www.myspace.com/thepresets

http://www.myspace.com/cutcopy

1 comment:

sonam said...

You are right, it probably is the secret to world peace.

I sent Mr Kordan a message. Time to go hide in my shell for another six decades.