It blows my mind that everyone has a different definition of good music. We can’t even bring it down to major keys or a strong beat or syncopated patterns or certain instruments used together. Me, I enjoy a male voice accompanied by guitar and piano and a bit of drums. And it’s probably relevant that my Pandora station picks songs based on “heartbreaking lyrics”. Tonight I’m seeing Gavin DeGraw, The Script, and Train perform.
I saw Train before, back in my hometown. I was surprised they came out to the suburbs rather than the big venues. When Pat Monahan sang, “Marry Me”, he changed into a white shirt and walked through the audience, finding people at random to sing into the microphone with him. He also informed us that one of their popular songs was nominated for a Country Music Award. Our audience reacted with dead silence. It was uncomfortably awkward for a second, until he said, “Yeah, that’s what I thought too,” and the band burst into a ridiculously upbeat, country version of the song.
Gavin DeGraw I know from his older work: “Chariot”, “Not Over You”, and “I Don’t Wanna Be”. Ten years later, and the lyrics still get stuck in my head.
I’m mainly going to see The Script though. Their album Science & Faith saw me through the breakup that felt like being sucker punched every morning for far too long. My friend Elaine loves their music too, but I don’t usually listen to music with her, so I have little expectation for tonight. I’ll try to snag some good photos, but I’ll likely be standing on my toes the entire time trying not to cry.
Yes, low expectations, I said. 😛