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The concert experience

  • JAM
  • May 30, 2016
  • 1 min read

There is something to be said about the joy a live concert. There is just a raw energy, electricity, movement and discovery. I knew it as a teenager, but lost it as an adult. I guess a lot of things are like that. As a teenager I saw, REO Speed Wagon, Thompson Twins, Howard Jones, and a few more you probably have never heard of. The last concert I went to was with my wife, shortly after we were married. It was a bunch of bands that ended with Everclear. It weirded me out. So it took nearly 20 years to go to another one.

I wish (because it cannot be a regret since I never had the opportunity to choose), that I had seen Flyleaf as they came up through the small club circuit where bands cut their teeth, set up their own instruments, set up their sounds and tune their guitars during the screaming of the crowd. Back when they were raw and Lacey's voice sometimes just didn't get there. Back when they jumped around to endless energy and loved just performing. I didn't get to be there, but I thought I would recreate it here. They did a show early in their career, I don't know the date, but maybe the mid 2006 at the Complex. I can pretend I was there...

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