Thursday, June 03, 2010

Mumford & Sons: The Concert

So, after that debate, I decided to go the concert. I mean, the people might be onto something right?

And oh - were they ever.

It was an unbelievable show. One that I'm pretty sure I'll always remember.

The day was pretty much "Mumford" from start to finish. It began with Lavonne and I rushing downtown to catch the FREE "Mum's the word" show in the Yaletown outside. It felt like the Olympics again - being out in the street and taking in a free concert. We sang along with hundreds of strangers outside in the open air and it was delightful. The funniest moment had to be when they asked "Who's coming to the show tonight" and only us four girls cheered. Then, we got booed, by probably about 600 people. Yikes. We had some coveted tickets I suppose.

So, we decided to carry this enthusiasm into the evening, and we ended up being in the first 10 people in line. I don't think I have ever done that in my life. We waited outside for so long, that we even made friends with our line-mates. Something amazing happens though when you're at the front of the line - you get to stand wherever you want. So, of course we picked front and centre, and we were an arm's length away from the band.

And then we sang. We sang lyrics rich with meaning and inference. Me and hundreds of strangers (including my new line-friends standing next to me). We sang lyrics like these ones:

Love it will not betray you
Dismay or enslave you, it will set you free
Be more like the man you were made to be
There is a design, an alignment, a cry
Of my heart to see,
The beauty of love as it was made to be

It's difficult to describe - the feeling you get when you experience this kind of solidarity. The depth of lyrics (and the blatant Shakespeare references) were fantastic. Sort of like thousands of people singing "40" at the end of the U2 Vertigo concert. You're standing there wondering - are all these people really singing Psalm 40? Something about it always fills me with awe.

And that is why, in spite of my aching feet and my lack of sleep, I will continue to go to concerts. They're just something about seeing it live.

Waiting for the show to began, and our new friend Chase. He was nice to us after everyone booed us.

Mumford playing outside. A few people came.

There was a lot of standing, walking and waiting. I gave up and sat on the floor.
Pretty Rock n' Roll right?

So we were really close. No zoom required for this shot.

See what I mean?

Bonnie even touched a stage guitar! And took all these fantastic pictures. Thanks Bonnie!

If you haven't heard them yet - go take a listen. I'll even burn you a CD if you ask. Everyone should have some Mumford for the drive home.


afterthoughtcomposer said...

you know what's funny? Reading this post made me all giddy and happy and swoony. I'm still not over that concert, or being that close to Marcus, or hearing the music LIVE. Ah, seriously. Life's gonna have to bring up a doozy to beat the beauty that was that evening.


Megan Thiessen said...

you know, I wouldn't complain if you burned me a CD. Yeah, that's right, I'm asking.

Anonymous said...

Wow, what can I say? Jealous! I wish I was there to experience it with all you lovely girls! Miss you!