We're pathologically social. We're professional leisurists. We're burrito lovers, bar flies, art whores and music nerds. We dish the good dirt, and we'll risk a parking ticket for a cheap sample sale. Sometimes, we blog drunk.
C'mon get happy
I know I'm sort of the long-winded type, so I'll keep this one short. There's nothing quite like a Polyphonic Spree show. It's akin to getting run over by an 18-wheeled love truck. All of that feel-good energy eminating from the stage is kind of amazing. Even after a long, crappy day where I found out that one of my dear friends back home was held up at gunpoint by some random thugs, the Spree gave me "the feeling" and made me smile - a lot.
They essentially played two shows in one - the first as the dark-lit, militaristic "Fragile Army" and the second as the robe-wearing, spirit-rocking peace posse we know and love. There were a myriad of emotions, from dark and sad to all-out elation.
The band is brilliant, but for me the power comes from the choir, a gang of women filling the room with so much vocal sound that it can overwhelm you. I swear I would marry every single one of them.
Lucky for you it's late (the band played for well over two hours, thank you very much) and I'm running out of steam, because I could go on about this one all day. But I will say that their version of Nirvana's "Lithium" blew the roof off the place. And big props to Tim DeLaughter for coming offstage and hanging with the fans long after the show ended.
You'll probably hear more about it later though. In the meantime, take care of yourselves and each other. Ultimately, it's all we've really got.
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