Perhaps a grand friend, one who has laughed with you since the days of sweet sixteen, one that has been with you through thick and thin philosophical times, one that you love as you very own sister.
Perhaps a brand new outfit, a colour blocking dress that the likes of Balmain and Lanvin would be proud of. One that you didn't pay a cent for as it belonged to the grand friend.
Perhaps Ben Gibbard, the soul melting genius of Death Cab for Cutie. The now leaner, Deschanel engaged, alcohol free and dare-I-say better looking Ben Gibbard.
Or perhaps it takes a combination of all three.
The first song, the first melted heart
Youth Group (the one hit wonders, who refused to play their one hit)
An artistic shot of the band - playing 'No Sunshine'
It's hard to look unattractive when you can play the guitar/keyboard, are singing songs about love and heart break - even if you are wearing plaid.
Highlight of the night: Ben playing 'I will follow you into the dark' by himself on the guitar.
Overall, the gig was amazing. Death Cab rocked it out a lot more than expected from their mellow album sounds, but it really got the crowd going and the music simply flowed through your body. They played all of their big hits - most of 'Narrow Stairs', the big hits from 'Plans' and even one song from 'You can play these songs with chords'. I love it when a band respects their fans and plays their biggest hits even if they are sick of playing them, because as much as it is about their music and their talents there are just some songs that are every fan's favourite and when you are paying ~3 hours of your work to see a ~1 hour concert then you deserve to hear the best.
However, there were a few things that could be improved. The crowd interaction was awful, most of it ranged from "Thank you" to "We're Death Cab for Cutie" (oh crap, I thought I was going to Britney Spears). There are so many acts that are so below Death Cab in terms of talent and yet make you fall in love with them through their charm and interaction with the fans (hello Jason Mraz). Also, the sound wasn't the best, often the musicians seemed to drown out Ben's voice, which although sensational wasn't powerful enough to overcome the background music. And there were these two girls, who were squealing (I'm sorry there is no other word for it) at the top of their drunken (after 2 beers) lungs. Idiots, I mean if you're paying $68, you come to listen, especially if it is a small Indie band and not an arena event. If you want to get drunk and sing at the top of your lungs - STAY AT HOME.
Overall, a pleasant experience, made all the better by the company that was with me. Carried largely by Ben's talent. But boy-oh-boy how attractive is talent?
However, there were a few things that could be improved. The crowd interaction was awful, most of it ranged from "Thank you" to "We're Death Cab for Cutie" (oh crap, I thought I was going to Britney Spears). There are so many acts that are so below Death Cab in terms of talent and yet make you fall in love with them through their charm and interaction with the fans (hello Jason Mraz). Also, the sound wasn't the best, often the musicians seemed to drown out Ben's voice, which although sensational wasn't powerful enough to overcome the background music. And there were these two girls, who were squealing (I'm sorry there is no other word for it) at the top of their drunken (after 2 beers) lungs. Idiots, I mean if you're paying $68, you come to listen, especially if it is a small Indie band and not an arena event. If you want to get drunk and sing at the top of your lungs - STAY AT HOME.
Overall, a pleasant experience, made all the better by the company that was with me. Carried largely by Ben's talent. But boy-oh-boy how attractive is talent?
