i need you so much closer

last night i attended the stars/ death cab for cutie show at santa clara. Here in my favorite form of storytelling is how things went down.

1) i attended the show with my good friend may and her friend brooke. may has a cousin that attends santa clara, so we got our tickets for the very affordable student price of $15.00. i like death cab very much, but may is simply cookoo for them, so she was beyond excitied.

2) in our last-minute search for sustinance before the show, we ended up at university chicken, which is very good and must be the resident hangout for SCU students, cause i swear everybody who goes to Santa Clara was in there. My only complaint was being that they were so slammed, they forgot to make our food at first nearly making us late for the show, but once i got my burger it was pure bliss.

3) apparently, only girls and very petite men listen to death cab because the largest size hoodie for sale was about a men's medium. i settled for a cd instead.

4)while taking a smoke break before the show, we observed a very drunk girl being helped out to the grass by two male friends, one who i am assuming was her boyfriend, so that she could puke her guts out while her boyfriend held her hair back. She then passed out in the fetal postion. poor girl. i really hope she wasn't a big death cab fan.

5) the band stars opened the show. The male lead singer sounded like alan cumming when he spoke, and morrisey when he sang. he was slightly annoying and i could tell he thought highly of himself. He kept saying how they were here "playing in this area of sports". who says shit like that? and then he said they were from Montreal, and i went, ooohhh. that explains so much. i much preferred the female lead singer. Her voice was very lovely and soothing. she also played lead guitar, and kicked a lot of ass in my opinion.

6) death cab hit the stage at about 8:45 and they just jumped right into it. Ben Gibbard seems like one of the most sincere frontmen i have ever seen. I also felt like i was watching a complete band rather than some egotistical control freak and his backup band. For a sensitive emo band, they rocked pretty hard. Mr. Gibbard himself feels like a man possesed with such a pure joy of making music that he jumps all over the stage switching instruments after nearly every song, all the while never lacking the energy of the first chord of the set. Simply put, these guys put on a great show. They played for nearly two hours, and their last song was as powerful as their first.

i now have a huge crush on ben gibbard just like many other girls and boys who have seen the band live. not bad for a tuesday night.

Comments

MertMengelmier said…
I hope since this post you've discovered Ben Gibbard's insincerity, because he seems INSANELY insincere...don't you think?

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