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Monday, June 04, 2007
Fan review...The Tabernacle, Atlanta, 31.05.07
I have been in a state of distraction since Thursday. My first-ever show was on the last day of May, and I have one question: how do you concert veterans do it??? I mean, how do you get over the fact that these people who make such amazing music are in the same room with you, pumping their radical songs into your ears from a couple feet away, looking devastatingly attractive and, ooh shivers, possibly looking at you in your particular place in the crowd? How on EARTH do you stay sane after a night full of THAT?!
Bloc Party played a venue called The Tabernacle, which is now probably my favourite place after my bedroom and my best friends' houses. They took forever to come onstage. Their opening acts were a band whose name I couldn't hear (they were supposed to be The Maccabees, but The Maccabees cancelled -- work permit issues) and whose music I rather enjoyed, and The Noisettes, who were a bedazzling sight to see. Both were well-received, but you could tell everyone was waiting for Bloc.
After what seemed like 20 minutes after The Noisettes stopped playing, Bloc Party finally strode onstage, and I utterly lost it. As did everyone else. Even the people who didn't immediately stand up were cheering like mad, cheering things at the edges of their seats. I stood up, of course, and didn't sit down until the boys took a break, after which I stood up and lost it again. I can't remember the setlist exactly, but they opened the show with 'Song For Clay (Disappear Here)' and then broke into 'Blue Light'. I went crazy dancing to 'She's Hearing Voices', 'The Prayer', 'Helicopter', and 'Uniform'.
While singing along to 'I Still Remember' and 'Sunday', I did a lot of pointing at Kele and, er, I may have put my hands over my heart a few times. Ooer. Along with two girls who sat beside my mother and I (yes, my mom took me to the show), I yelled Russell's name about 14 times in an attempt to get him to raise his head toward the balcony where I was. I can only conclude that he was too shy to look at us. I mean, there's only a 4% chance that he didn't hear us at all. And, OHMG, I saw the Lissack strap!!!! That would be Russell's hellamazing guitar strap with all the pretty buttons. I saw it. In real life. I could have touched it, had I been one of the two audacious fans to attempt to jump onstage, only to be hilariously suppressed by the stocky security people.
After their encore (they came out again after saying their first goodbyes to do 'The Pioneers'), I could hardly accept that the show was over. All I want is to see them again. And again and again and again. I don't know what could make me happier. Marriage, maybe? To Kele? Or Matt? Or Russell? It would help if they weren't all at least ten years older than me. And if Gordy wasn't already married. And if, y'know, we had more than a 10% chance of even meeting face to face. Anyway, I can dream. I can dream like I've been dreaming of Thursday night for the past two days, as I undoubtedly will again tonight. Bloc Party owns my musical soul. It's inexorable.
Iffie Awachie
I have been in a state of distraction since Thursday. My first-ever show was on the last day of May, and I have one question: how do you concert veterans do it??? I mean, how do you get over the fact that these people who make such amazing music are in the same room with you, pumping their radical songs into your ears from a couple feet away, looking devastatingly attractive and, ooh shivers, possibly looking at you in your particular place in the crowd? How on EARTH do you stay sane after a night full of THAT?!
Bloc Party played a venue called The Tabernacle, which is now probably my favourite place after my bedroom and my best friends' houses. They took forever to come onstage. Their opening acts were a band whose name I couldn't hear (they were supposed to be The Maccabees, but The Maccabees cancelled -- work permit issues) and whose music I rather enjoyed, and The Noisettes, who were a bedazzling sight to see. Both were well-received, but you could tell everyone was waiting for Bloc.
After what seemed like 20 minutes after The Noisettes stopped playing, Bloc Party finally strode onstage, and I utterly lost it. As did everyone else. Even the people who didn't immediately stand up were cheering like mad, cheering things at the edges of their seats. I stood up, of course, and didn't sit down until the boys took a break, after which I stood up and lost it again. I can't remember the setlist exactly, but they opened the show with 'Song For Clay (Disappear Here)' and then broke into 'Blue Light'. I went crazy dancing to 'She's Hearing Voices', 'The Prayer', 'Helicopter', and 'Uniform'.
While singing along to 'I Still Remember' and 'Sunday', I did a lot of pointing at Kele and, er, I may have put my hands over my heart a few times. Ooer. Along with two girls who sat beside my mother and I (yes, my mom took me to the show), I yelled Russell's name about 14 times in an attempt to get him to raise his head toward the balcony where I was. I can only conclude that he was too shy to look at us. I mean, there's only a 4% chance that he didn't hear us at all. And, OHMG, I saw the Lissack strap!!!! That would be Russell's hellamazing guitar strap with all the pretty buttons. I saw it. In real life. I could have touched it, had I been one of the two audacious fans to attempt to jump onstage, only to be hilariously suppressed by the stocky security people.
After their encore (they came out again after saying their first goodbyes to do 'The Pioneers'), I could hardly accept that the show was over. All I want is to see them again. And again and again and again. I don't know what could make me happier. Marriage, maybe? To Kele? Or Matt? Or Russell? It would help if they weren't all at least ten years older than me. And if Gordy wasn't already married. And if, y'know, we had more than a 10% chance of even meeting face to face. Anyway, I can dream. I can dream like I've been dreaming of Thursday night for the past two days, as I undoubtedly will again tonight. Bloc Party owns my musical soul. It's inexorable.
Iffie Awachie
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Nice review, nothing like a Bloc Party concert:D
But let me just get one thing straight. Did the venue have seats, where people were sitting down? I mean, how do you even think of sitting down at a rock concert? :D
But let me just get one thing straight. Did the venue have seats, where people were sitting down? I mean, how do you even think of sitting down at a rock concert? :D
HEY!!!
i think i was one of those girls who sat next to your mom,,,,
we were the ones screaming every lyric and leaning over the edge!
we were in section 206!
and who can sit down at a bloc party concert???
i think i was one of those girls who sat next to your mom,,,,
we were the ones screaming every lyric and leaning over the edge!
we were in section 206!
and who can sit down at a bloc party concert???
# posted by 
: June 04, 2007 2:54 PM
: June 04, 2007 2:54 PM
wow, hey, becca! yeah, i think you were one of the girls, cos we were in the same section. i remember hoping you wouldn't fall over the side of the balcony. i kept thinking i would as well. and yes, yes, i agree. sitting makes no sense at rock shows. 'specially Bloc Party shows.
Bloc 'n' roll,
iffie
ps) AIM me if you can! my sn is Cellular Elvis.
Bloc 'n' roll,
iffie
ps) AIM me if you can! my sn is Cellular Elvis.
# posted by : June 04, 2007 3:34 PM
: June 04, 2007 3:34 PM
glad to hear you had such a good time :D
I may be a horribly loyal Bloc Party fan, but as a music conisseur to some extent, I can say that Bloc Party are an absolutely fucking fantastic live band, and I can't wait to see them again in Manchester in December :D
I may be a horribly loyal Bloc Party fan, but as a music conisseur to some extent, I can say that Bloc Party are an absolutely fucking fantastic live band, and I can't wait to see them again in Manchester in December :D
# posted by : June 04, 2007 10:26 PM
: June 04, 2007 10:26 PM
They were the Annuals.
I loved that show, you can watch Uniform live from that show on Youtube.
just search uniform live at the tabernacle haha
I loved that show, you can watch Uniform live from that show on Youtube.
just search uniform live at the tabernacle haha
# posted by : June 05, 2007 7:31 PM
: June 05, 2007 7:31 PM
oh...
yeah I think I was directly next to your mom.
I was the one who almost killed myself bending over the pole in 206.
I met Russell, Kele, and Matt after the show. Gordon was nowhere to be found.
But yeah I'm glad that happened, I'm sure you heard me and my friend screaming everyone's name.
It was magical.
yeah I think I was directly next to your mom.
I was the one who almost killed myself bending over the pole in 206.
I met Russell, Kele, and Matt after the show. Gordon was nowhere to be found.
But yeah I'm glad that happened, I'm sure you heard me and my friend screaming everyone's name.
It was magical.
# posted by : June 05, 2007 10:29 PM
: June 05, 2007 10:29 PM
Haha, I know exactly what you mean. I went to their concert in DC two days ago, and I'm still in awe about it. I can't stop thinking about or talking about it, and it's just...surreal.
During the show I yelled 'I LOVE YOU RUSSELL' like... 10 times. My guy friend, who i was with, was so annoyed, but it was worth it.
During the show I yelled 'I LOVE YOU RUSSELL' like... 10 times. My guy friend, who i was with, was so annoyed, but it was worth it.
# posted by : June 06, 2007 1:01 AM
: June 06, 2007 1:01 AM
ohmygosh, The Annuals? really? thank you thank you thank you. that was gonna flipping bug me for the rest of my life. and jaeda, i am deliriously jealous of you. i would ask for details about meeting the boys, but i might faint. :)
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