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|Say Anarchy Tour, 5/1/12
|For the Arizona stop of the Say Anarchy Tour, I got to drive my sisters car to it. Not much that's notable about that, other than her car is newer and more "boxed" (if you will) whereas mine is kinda long. Felt like I was driving in a box with wheels. |
Anyway, I'll start with the infamous Marquee Theatre. Overlooking the long line where no one I knew or recognized stood or sat, I quickly did my ticket business and kept to myself. It was full of many young, attractive people, women being the majority. I imagine no one over 30 was at the show. After the initial wait and crowd gathering, we were entertained by an obese man picking up a guitar, presumably for sound check.
Turns out the dude had pipes. He was the lead singer for the band Tallhart. Their quick but memorable set provided a lot of singalong tunes and a tight southern modern rock demeanor. Only thing that bugged me was the God complex, it felt like I was watching a mix between Manchester Orchestra and Colour Revolt. They were good though.
Fake Problems, I was kinda pulling for them. They impressed me with Real Ghosts Caught On Tape and It's Great to Be Alive but it didn't really translate great live. Points for stage presence, they needed this tour.
It was invigorating seeing the ever-sincere Kevin Devine. He had a good hour to sift through his vast palette of tunes, and The Goddamn Band has never shown so brightly with him. Notice I say 'with' and not 'behind' because the true equalizer for his songs' effectiveness lied within their grooves, solos, and feel. Favorites from Brother's Blood and even the old gem, "Cotton Crush" were jammed-out to the point that one could tell these were seasoned guys, and Brooklyn is a huge reference point for their style.
Everyone sustained their energy for Say Anything. Surprisingly the amount of fans in AZ is staggering, kinda odd but once you see them you see why. From the opening chords of "Spidersong", rabid fans began jumping and singing about. Max and the gang tirelessly churned out favorite after charming favorite, even rare bits such as "A Walk Through Hell", as well as the obvious new jams from Anarchy, My Dear. Personal highlights included seeing a William Beckett look-alike and every other singer from the previous bands belt out the taunting chant in "Belt". "Every Man Has His Molly" was ace, and watching the adorable interplay with Bemis and his wife, Sherri during "So Good" brought the "aw" out of awesome.
It became clear to me during the impenetrable live rendition of "Alive With the Glory of Love" that this was the kind of show you bring your girl to. All around were couples singing the sentimental chorus, holding hands all exuberant. The overall tone of the show was laid back enough for the ladies, rocking enough for the dudes. For some reason the douchery was petty in full, as drunkards started a lot of pits at a show that needed none whatsoever.
In conclusion and as long as this came to be, I have only the memory of good music tonight. I was uncharacteristically quiet around everyone, not sure if it was shyness alluding to the sheer number of women present that got me or the lack of initiative one gets from a friend, a catalyst for comfort in meeting new people. Whatever it was, I got in, got out and here I am. Nonetheless, while I may not necessarily be Alive With the Glory of Love per se, I am alive and grateful for it. You can thank whatever deity you believe in for me. Thanks for reading all this.
|Tags: Say Anything, Kevin Devine, Fake Problems, Tallhart