Okay.
I'm going to try and articulate my experience, Thursday the 31st of June in more than just-
RWEARLFUCKINGARGHARCADEFIREBEAUTIFULBEAUTIFULSTUNNING.
Unlike my usual self, I decided to take no photos or record any of Arcade Fire - whom I saw live last Thursday night.
I wanted to keep this experience preserved in memory, and untouched by digital conservation.
If it fades, then so be it.
Though it'll take a while to be weakened:
They were blistering.
I do believe Millie and I frightened the non-enthusiasts around us with our screamdancing.
What can I say, after an hour and a half of watching Mumford and Sons, (of which to say I'm not overtly keen on would be an understatement) when Arcade opened with "Ready To Start" me and my companions were drowned headfirst in urgency.
That moment when your inhibitions cease to exist, that began pretty early on in the set for me.
Okay. The first song.
As I jumped and sang, holding on for dear life to my faux flower wreath pinned precariously to my head, I kept on thinkning...
Wow.
Regine Chassagne is stunning.
One of the highlights was definitely watching her parade around stage clutching ribbons during Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains), or winding a music box held around her neck.
It's definitely nice to have a devoted friend to dissect the performance with on the way home too (thanks Millie, Pepe and Hayden).
I'll forgive them for not playing Empty Room or City with no Children.
None of the videos I found online did the gig any justice, so I'll leave you with this my dears...
tis enough rambling for now.
xoxo
