Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Somewhere Only We Know

So I'm 3 for 3 for Keane's Seattle appearances, the latest being last night.


Cheesy but idealist lyrics, with rather macabre imagery flashing on a projector screen. An adorable lead singer who shakes his hips uninhibited and wears Make Poverty History and cystic fibrosis awareness bracelets. Seriously, what else could be heaven on a rainy Monday night?

Quote of the evening: "This is truly All Ages!" (Fans 16 to 60 rocked out to songs from Hopes and Fears). I had one brief moment of panic, however, when the youth group teeny boppers behind me decided to sing praise and worship songs before the opening band came on. It occurred to me that Keane's songs are vague enough and have enough of a redemptive undertone to get them onto a youth pastor's recommendation list. But then the band took the stage, and Tom Chaplin really likes to say the word "fucking" (though more in the Bono sense, as an adjective). So no worries about a Brio endorsement!

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