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So I saw Death Cab For Cutie the other night at the Palace Theatre. They were OK, but more on that in a sec. Let me tell you a story.

So it was sold out and packed. It was one of those crowds that makes you feel pretty old… it seems the Death Cab crowds are getting younger and younger (certainly a lot different to the first time I saw them in a half-filled Corner Hotel around Photo Album era). I had a pretty good spot on some steps overlooking the main crowd and a nice view to the band. Then they turn up.

This makes it sound quite dramatic, but it was just a slight inebriated, over-excited young lass, and her boyfriend (I am guessing). After upsetting a few people in front of me in trying to secure a good spot she conveniently ends up one step down, just next to me. I wasn’t fussed… she looked like she was here for a good time with a nice combo of drinks and Death Cab.

So the band starts and she is singing every word. Yep, EVERY word. Normally I would get a little agitated, but it honestly didn’t worry me. In fact I quite liked it as for the most part the crowd was pretty sterile (more on that later). She certainly was enthusiastic. Anyway, we are about 3/4 of the way through the set and she keeps falling back on me. Not in a dancing way, but in what seemed like a passing out way. So, doing what I though was the right thing, I get the attention of her man and do a bit of silent hand gesture to let him know she is falling back into me and I am keeping propping her up. What do you think I get?

I get the what’s your problem look. Assuming he doesn’t understand what I mean, I try to explain over the band that she is constantly falling back on me. I get told to find somewhere else to watch the band. Still being polite I say, no guy, you misunderstand me, is she OK? I get told, she’s fine, don’t stand so close to her or move somewhere else, although not quite that politely. He says a few more things about it being my problem and goes back to the band.

So what is the point of this story? Well, not sure. But it did get me agitated and saddened all at once. In trying to say hey, is she OK, I copped a mouthful. I will come back to this in a bit.

I can hear you all… I don’t care, how were Death Cab?! Well, they were OK. And I mean OK in the most just OK sense of the expression. Nothing they did was terrible. We got some polite “Hello Springfield!!” banter, but it was pretty workmanlike from the band. I am thinking back now and I can’t really recall much that inspired more than a meh. Again, not to say they sounded bad, but some spirit seemed a bit lacking. Maybe it was the crowd… for a young bunch they were pretty uninspired. I Will Possess Your Heart got a nice welcome, but there was a really conspicuous absence of the new album for mine. I certainly know my favourites weren’t played. Maybe the new tracks could have injected some energy.

So this all sounds quite negative, but it should be far from it. It wasn’t bad. This just brings me back to part of my story. I can’t say I have left many gigs this year all woo hoo! like. I did really dig the Breeders the other week. But the last few I have kinda dug but been a little underwhelmed. I am starting to think it may be me. In fact I am sure it probably is. Am I getting over gigs? Maybe… I certainly am passing on bands at the moment that I would have 100% seen in the past. And people are frustrating me more than ever, part of the reason for my main story. But there is always going to be bands I drop everything to see… so maybe I just need to go to the odd gig and leave it at that.

Wow… what a soul searching post. Maybe I’m tired. But don’t worry… I am sure I will see the New Pornographers in October and my sunny outlook will come back. AC and Neko will cure all.

… muttler

P.S In thinking, maybe the Pixies come down has finally happened. At the time, I proclaimed their Palace gig as the greatest gig ever. I still do. And I also said it was no point going to any other shows as it can never be as good. I am certainly still getting the buzz every now and then. Sufjan Stevens and LCD Soundsystem both certainly did it for me at the start of the year. But maybe the golden days are done? Maybe I just need to either lighten the hell up or toughen the hell up?! Probably.

P.P.S If you were that jerk guy at the gig, I hope your gal was OK, but boy are you a jerk.

Note: Ben’s mutton-chops not to proper scale here

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