Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Sigh (Contentedly) Forever More for Mumford and Sons


            If a tweenie-bopper girl were asked what the most wonderful things in life are, she would probably reply with a mixture of answers, including “Justin Bieber”, “Europe”, and “One Direction”.
            If a tweenie-bopper boy is asked what the most wonderful things in life are, I honestly have no idea as to how he would respond, but I can imagine that his response would include such things as “Axe”, “Beyoncé”, and “football”.
            If any sample of the young adult through senior population (by this I mean roughly 13 years old and up, up, and away) were asked what the most wonderful things in life are, the answers would most likely contain a smattering of such wise suggestions like “love”, “friendship”, “happiness”, “British accents”, “British music”, and “concerts for British all-male bands (with British accents)”.
            Being completely honest, I went with stereotypes for the first two scenarios listed above. But, being honest yet again, I must tell you that I was completely honest when listing some things that music-savvy American men and women enjoy beyond anything else. All of these wonderful things occurred last night—and are occurring again tonight—at Red Rocks Amphitheatre. Yes, indeed—Mumford and Sons is in Colorado!
            Their concert last night was by far the friendliest and one of the most fantastic concerts that I have ever seen. Aside from the band’s hearty supply of British accents, British man candy, and what is most likely Britain’s most highly concentrated grouping of good looks in a set of four individuals, Mumford and Sons brings heart, spirit, passion, and quality MUSIC to our gorgeous red rocks. This concert actually made me feel proud to be a Coloradan; this band chose our concert venue as their last stop on their concert tour. What a compliment.
            The Mumfies, as their warm-up bands call them, treat all their guests in the audience to an intense, genuine, and beautiful performance. They set the mood right: their accents, quirky-yet-fashionable clothing, and love of music show that they are genuine, relatively humble, and talented. They amp up the energy and anticipation: song #2 in their concert order is Little Lion Man (you know the lyrics—“And it was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart on the line, I really f***ed it up this time, didn’t I my dear?), and they scatter in songs from their new album, Babel, in between hits and quieter songs from Sigh No More. And, of course, they deliver. Boy, do they deliver!! The singing was heart-reaching, the banjo-strumming was simply exciting and delightful, and the harmonizing that the singers (which is really each member of the band) create is perfectly on tune—the lead singer actually takes off his headset to harmonize so that he hits the perfect pitch.
            They’re the sort of band who are even better live than on a record because they are too good and far too real to be auto-tuned. Besides, with a husky British voice like that, who would ever want to auto-tune those notes away?
            The concert was stellar on a personal and emotional level as well. The crowd was relaxed, casual, comfortable, and happy. The people were happy in a different way than the people at Lady Gaga and Katy Perry concerts; rather than stoked and riding high on either some hardcore drug or a film of euphoria that comes from complete devotion to an artist, Mumfie fans (while often still on some substance or other) let the band and the venue pump them up. Mumford and Sons had to earn our love and screaming and wild singing—and they definitely earned it! (Take my nearly non-existent voice as proof)
            Perhaps the best way to impart to you how wonderful they truly are is to illustrate it through clothing. I bought a $40 tank top that says Mumford & Sons London on it at the concert last night. I adore this shirt so much that I believe it deserves every penny I paid for it, tax included. And FYI I have NEVER bought a $40 tank top in my life. Plus, it’s super soft and awesome-looking. I highly recommend it.
            Another fascinating aspect of the Red Rocks concert was the people watching. There were big people, small people, hippies, punk rockers, parents, couples, college students, high school students, and far more admirers who are out of their twenties than you might think. In fact, two of my mother and my favorite fans were two rows ahead of us.
            These special fans were two women with an obscure fetish: making food. We watched, giggled, and commentated on the culinary prowess/insanity of these two women. They were both short-haired blondes in long skirts with large bags of groceries carefully positioned behind them. One woman took so much delight in serving her food that we were certain she’d toss her make-shift arugula salad onto several rows of men next to her. Unfortunately, this did not happen.  We simply had to settle for gawking as they… organized mini pieces of bread onto Tupperware containers, set mini pieces of mozzarella onto each piece with a two-inch flourish, flicked and tapped slices of tomato into place upon each piece of cheese, pressed a leaf of basil onto each tomato slice, sprinkled a spot of pepper onto each basil leaf, drizzled olive oil (from one of their eight mini Tupperware containers) onto each mini pizza-like bit of sustenance, and, finally, licked every piece of misplaced food, whether it was on a lip, hand, or bicep (Yes, one woman licked her entire arm. I do wonder what she was thinking.).
            We were so in tune with these women that, when one of them couldn’t find her seat during the concert after getting up, we told her exactly where she needed to go—and prayed that she didn’t seem suspicious of our slightly stalker-like behavior.
            But it was totally all right—because Mumford and Sons were there. <3
            The audience members were also super kind and friendly. When my mother and I tried to leave early (our idea was to begin walking to the parking lot as they played their last song), a die-hard fan stopped us, exclaiming, “You can’t leave before The Cave!!!”
            We acquiesced and stayed for The Cave—and it was a great decision on our part. This woman turned out to be the nicest fan I’ve ever met, and the most interesting; she told us how at a different venue where Mumford and Sons had played a few years ago, she’d paid $125 to see them play for 47 ½ minutes (but who’s counting?)—rather than the several hours we got at Red Rocks. Bargain and awesome experience of a lifetime? I think YES!
            So we stayed for The Cave amid excited and singing fans, video cameras, and ecstatic cheering J
           
            The red rock surroundings added even more to everyone’s excitement and energy; Mumford and Sons uses a classic set with blinking-lights as their only props, and these red, blue, yellow, and purple lights complimented the red rocks beautifully. For the song Dust Bowl Dance, which is by far their most intense, hardcore rock song, the lights even went out for a time!
            The rocks also provide fantastic acoustics. Red Rocks is a different kind of loud than other venues. Red Rocks Loud is when the sound echoes off the rocks around you and provides a natural “surround sound” system. This kind of loud, if you’ll pardon the pun, rocks! Especially when you’re being dramatically gifted with Mumford and Sons music from all directions!
            Last night was an especially unique performance because at Red Rocks and Red Rocks only is Mumford and Sons filming their live concerts. Perhaps we’ve all been immortalized, cheering and screaming to Mumford and Sons in Red Rocks Amphitheatre!
            When the Mumfies finished up with their own songs with The Cave at the end, there was a surprise for the audience: confetti! And I warn you, Mumford and Sons confetti is the best kind of confetti there is. It’s huge, it’s plentiful, and it’s floating and dancing about in the air as they are playing their music!!!!! I proudly kept the pieces that landed on me as keepsakes.
                       
            It’s safe to say that I am more inspired than ever to learn how to play the banjo!
            I highly recommend purchasing Babel, their new album, which comes out in the second half of September. While keeping with their classic sound—banjo, harmonizing, quality lyrics, and great voices—Mumford and Sons still has a flair that they show off in this new album. In case you haven’t already, check out the single I Will Wait for a taste of the songs on the new album. It will be hard to create another album full of hits like Sigh No More, but if anyone can do it, Mumford can!
            In case you do not know many Mumford and Sons songs, here are some of my favorite lyrics! I think perhaps the reason I love this band so much is that their lyrics are soulfelt, poetic, emotional, and real. It truly is poetry set to song.

And, of course... Thank you, mom! You are the best for taking me to this concert on a school night. It was worth it. I promise! Plus, you're an awesome mom! :)

            “Love will not betray you, dismay, or enslave you, it will set you free to be more like the man you were made to be!”—Sigh No More
            “And I find strength in pain, and I will change my ways—I’ll know my name as it’s cold again.”—The Cave
            “Get over your hill and see what you find there, with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.”—After the Storm
            “My head told my heart ‘let love go’, but my heart told my head ‘this time no’.”—Winter Winds
            “Yes sir indeed. I know what I’ve done because I know what I’ve seen.”—Dust Bowl Dance
            “Stars, hide your fires. These here are my desires, and I will give them up to you—this time around. And so I’ll be found, with my stake stuck in this ground, marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul!”--Roll Away Your Stone


My Mumford and Sons doodle!

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