HNT IV

Saw David Gray last night. I thought the show was great, PE thought it was soso. Yes the set list was ordinary but beyond that Gray put on a fantastic show. DG has a song called Freedom and the first 2 lines of it are "Take your eyes off me There's nothing here to see" and I find it ironic b/c you can't and there is. If you do look away you lose part of the experience. Watching him perform is like taking a deep breath, holding it and eventually slowly exhaling. He's mesmorizing. He exudes so much energy & spirit. You feel his purpose, his meaning, his soul and relate *it* (whatever *it* is to you) somehow or way to yourself. He's a master of transforming heartache, love, longing & lust into music. He's just one of those artists that can sell it to you. It doesn't feel like he's just up there to sing a song and make some money off it. Whatever inspired him to write a song, it looks or feels like he relives that experience it each time he sings it. I don't know, maybe it was just this show, maybe I'm being a little bit bohemian about it, but either way THIS show was amazing....to me.

Now with all that lala crap out of the way, its intriguing how music affects people differently. IMO at a DG show you only have 2 kinds of fans, the jerk offs and the cool people. The jerk offs being the ones yelling 'Fuck yeah man, YEAH, yeah Fucking A man" then scream out during a quiet part of a "romantic" song "Sox Win, Fuck Yeah Sox Win!!"

Or you have the extreme stalker revellers that get the seats DIrectly front and center in front of DG then stand up almost thru the whole show (is it that necessary to stand when you are close enough that if he farts you'll smell it? Is it necessary to show that you are that big of a fan of his that not only did you get the closest seats possible but have to stand too?)

Or you have the drunk girl who thinks she's the hottest thing ever wearing her special sparkley sparkle look at me concert shirt who also stands up thru the whole show but dances an overly emphatic Axle Rose to every song surely annoying the poor bastard sitting next to her.

Or you have the yuppie drunk ass frat boy wearing his sports jacket with jeans, standing, yelling (almost like the Fuck Yeah people), spilling his drink, alternating from taking one blurry picture after the next with his camera to calling everyone on his cell phone and waving it around and literally forcing his date to reluctantly stand with him (when you can tell she absoluely does not want to, draw more attraction to them and having people see that yes, yes she IS with that guy and she's not just sitting by him by chance).

Then of course there are the cool people like PE & myself.

Ok meeting time gotta run....