Welcome back! I hope everyone had a great weekend doing Easter things or Passover things or no things at all... :)
Today’s post is a little overdue, seeing as if I’m going to be writing about a show I went to on the 24th of March for a band called Movements, but yanno life happens and this is when I finally have time to sit down and write about it all
Anyway, onto the endless stream of consciousness that this post is going to be.
I was able to get to the venue early because I was interviewing one of the members of one of the bands on the lineup… (hint hint, something that is coming very soon, get excited!!!) so after I had finished that, I got right in line :O I used to hate waiting in line for concerts and I especially used to hate being in the very front of a general admission crowd. I’m not entirely sure what changed in my life but I think solely being exposed to the mass amounts of people helped a lot. Now, I love being front row, right against the barricade. I could do without the kicks to the head from people who are crowd surfing, but it is what it is.
The opening bands were phenomenal, and I wasn’t standing there bored until the main act came on (which happens a lot) (but that’s mostly my fault) (for not listening to all of the openers before hand) (oops) (anyway) the first opener was a super cool group called super whatevr, and they were so, so great. They’re sort of like a punk-esque Born Ruffians. Very different. I wanted them to keep playing songs that I didn’t know just so I could watch them perform for longer. It was cool to be able to watch a group and not be worried about recording them or singing along but just being able to genuinely watch and enjoy and soak in everything. I loved it.
There was another opening band after them. That’s all on them. You can look up their name if you’re super interested in knowing who they are, but I didn’t really like them so much. I don’t wanna drag them on here so I’ll just leave it at that, but I respect them as musicians.
Then...the main support: Can’t Swim. I’ve been a fan of them for about a year now, and getting to see them at such a close distance was insane. I had only ever seen them once before, last fall, at the First Unitarian Church in Philly. They weren’t even the headliners then, I went into this basement of a church, watched their 20 minute set, and then left. They’re much rougher sounding than the bands that opened before them, but it was a great transition into Movements’ set.
(this is getting very long) (i like writing about this stuff, shout out to you if you’re still here reading)
For Movements, it was an ethereal experience. Again, I had only ever seen them once before as an opener for Knuckle Puck. I had never listened to them before but Pat’s heavy lyrics and stage presence pulled me in. And he did not disappoint this time around either. There’s one track, when I listen to it in an isolated state, will trigger some tears for me. Seeing it live made my body have the exact same reaction. If you’ve never listened to Movements, please at least go check out their song Submerge. You will not regret it. (If it’s not your taste of music, I totally get it...but i love it and you’re reading my blog soooooooo)
This band creates an atmosphere that resonates throughout the entire venue. I was getting kicked in the face and the back of the head and I was having people’s butts falling on my head, but I wouldn’t have traded it for the world. Being able to see a band that I love from the very front row is what I live for. It’s only ever happened a couple times, but when it happens, it’s the greatest.
That’s the end of this rant, thank you so much for sticking around and reading this essay of sorts, it means the world to me. Even if you think I make no sense and ramble on and it’s awful, the fact that you’re reading it is great. As always, I welcome comments, related to this or completely random. I want them! Talk to me. Pls.