Past our prime.

So, we went to see Cursive last night. Whole lot of emo kids there. The show was in a fairly small bar, and we were about 2 feet away from the stage, I was pretty much standing up against a P.A. speaker. And while we were standing there before the first band started, observing the fact that not many of the kids around us even had "over 21" wristbands on, Kory asked me: "so, at what age does this become depressing?" And I answered "well, at least we still look 18." I would bet money we were the only married couple there. I would bet even more money that we were the only ones checking our cell phones constantly because we didn't want to miss a call from my parents, home with Celia.

It's been a long time since I've seen a band right up in front like that, an even longer time since I've seen one that close who really rocks out like Cursive does. Totally amazing show.

But today, I'm hurtin' a little bit. Sore from standing in one spot from 7-11:30. Still regaining my hearing. Last night after the show, I posed the "when does this become depressing?" question to my best friend (who saw Curive the night before in Chicago) and he replied "oh, it's been depressing for a few years now."

But we go. We keep on going, can't imagine not going. Because it is not about being part of a social scene, hanging out at shows with our friends, all the other reasons people go when they're 17, 18, 19. It's about the music. Loving the music. Knowing that's something we'll never outgrow. Music was a part of what brought us together, and it's the grown-up topic we can always find to talk about when we are need of discussion that does not revolve around the Backyardigans. It's the common ground we share with each other and with our closest friends. It's the metaphor we all use to talk about how we feel when the words become too difficult. And the day we were too old to care about any of that would be the day we didn't know ourselves or each other anymore.

But still, maybe there's a time to start hanging a little more in the back of the crowd. Ask me after the next G.A. show I go to.

Comments

[Di]

ROFL I totally hear ya! We've been to see a few bands play in the last couple of years and its certainly more uncomfortable as you get older! Heck I remember standing/dancing through concerts after standing in line for HOURS to get it when I was young. Now I'm looking around for chairs!
Its like I still love the music and want to go but I want to be comfortable whilst there!

Di

[suetreiber]

HA HA!
It happens to us all Ang!
I went to see the B52's in concert this summer. Good show, but whoa did I feel old! Luckily most of the people there we at least my age!

[Kristen]

LMAO Okay, seriously, David and I had this same conversation when we went to Bright Eyes. And we *did* hang out in the back for him. But then we went to see Blue October, and while we experienced the same thing, we said, "You know what? Screw the back of the room. We're going straight to front row, baby!"

And of course I'm sure it comes as no surprise that I agree with all the stuff about music but am too distracted by BNL on my TV to comment further. :-D

[Lisa]

As you know..it does happen to us all..however this year is the first that we've had the good sense to be anywhere other than in the front row and we are now...are you ready....46 & 49..eek! Unfortunately, I am actually losing my hearing at a rather alarming rate so I no longer rock out without trying to protect it somewhat.