Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
To get through this thing called life
And that’s exactly what this concert was about. Lyrics like “Remind me that we'll always have each other/When everything else is gone” from “Dig,” a song they did acoustically with a Latin twinge that gave the song a new life altogether; “The day you
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As is the magic of rock shows, when the band gets onstage, the audience becomes a unified force, ready to show appreciation for the creators of the music that was the soundtrack to their every day. Shaking fists and bobbing heads were the waves in the giant sea, gently cajoled and parted by the band and the moment. It was with a sort of fascism that is common at concerts that we became louder and softer with the rise or fall of Boyd’s hand. On this night, for this length of time, we were all friends connected by the notes and lyrics of a band formed a decade ago, in a city thousands of miles away. And in that same moment, with a sideways glance and a knowing grin, the five friends on stage did what they knew best, what they loved. In an all-inclusive acoustic set, the band had a chance to sit down and jam around their roots, with just a few thousand admirers looking on. In this they could remember where they had been, what had brought them through the years, and how far they had come.
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How are you, Miss Tara Who I'm Still Really Jealous Of Because You Saw Death Cab?
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thanks for writing this!!
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