Alright I'm cheating a bit because although I intended to update a few days ago, I haven't gotten to it until today (which is actually June 5). Life's been relatively dull lately, aside from being quite busy at work. Last friday was a bit more interesting than usual. Billy managed to scare up 5 lawn tickets to the Coldplay show at the Shoreline, so we got 3 old friends and 2 new ones and decided to fight the traffic up to the amphitheater, which is only about 15 minutes away on the highway, but the traffic to the parking made more like 45 minutes (nevermind the wait to get out of the place afterwards).
Since the ladies took there time arriving (apparently held up at In-n-Out, but they didn't bring any food for the rest of us), we got in after opener Eisley had already gone into their second song. Even though we sent one of the guys in early, we still ended up pretty far back on the lawn. At 8pm, it was still light outside, the bunch of people in front of us were enjoying a pretty well packed picnic, complete with wine and imported cheese. Eisley had a nice sound, the lead singer had delightful, girlish voice, and the music was enjoyably mellow. Might be the kind of stuff you'd pop in your CD player at home, but not particularly, um, exciting. Unfortunately for them, the crowd was pretty apathetic. Out in the lawn, I think half the people didn't even notice them leave the stage (didn't help that they were playing a recording which sounded pretty much the same as they cleared the stage). But considering the whole band looked like a bunch of kids, who knows where they'll be in a few years.
The second act was Canadian Ron Sexsmith, whom I've heard of, but never listened to, and knew very little about. I didn't really pay that much attention to the set either, it stirred much less interest than the first band. I grabbed a $4 hot dog somewhere in there.
It was dark by the time the headline band took the stage, and the anticipation had been brewing for almost two hours. Apparently, the sold out crowd was the largest audience they'd had, and through the 90 minute show lead singer Chris Martin was bouncing like a madman on his piano stool. I'm nothing close to a Coldplay fan; I own Parachutes, but I haven't paid attention to the names of half the songs. The first few songs, like "The Scientist", were recognizable from radio play, but there were a bunch from the second, more recent album A Rush of Blood to the Head that I hadn't heard before. However, like all good shows, they saved the best for last, with a defined crescendo effect in both the crowd and the energy of the songs. The highlights, still were definitely the hits, 'Yellow' and 'Clocks', as well as their rendition of Louis Armstrong's 'What a Wonderful World'. Through the whole concert, Martin's voice was on the mark and the fans loved it. In the end though, I was really glad I went to see a band who'd use their fame on behalf of the oppressed, and of course thank those who came to watch sitting out "9 miles away".
On Saturday I took a bunch of kids to Great America, which is pretty much the equivalent of Canada's Wonderland, with mostly the exact same rides with different names. They were running a "Christian" event (and a highly profitable one at that), featuring a number of Christian bands, like 'Jars of Clay' and 'Newsboys' performing throughout the day. To be frank, after picking up the Access:d double album a month ago, I've been somewhat of a Delirious? fanboy. So there was somewhat of a tightening in my stomach when I could hear a rendition of "I Could Sing of Your Love Forever" going in the background as I was passing by the bumper cars in the afternoon, thinking that all the concerts would be in the evening. We made it in to a half full amphitheater (I'm sure it would have been packed in the evening, but hey, good for us). The front was clearly packed and energetic, more subdued and elderly individuals hung out near the back. I caught the last few sets, including "History Maker" and "Investigate". Man, if you love rocking music, these guys are great. Although lead vocal Martin Smith's voice cracked and went atonal at some points, these guys were playing loud and hard. There's a lot of Christian music out there that seems like it's getting sold mostly because it's "Christian". I often find I'm uncomfortable with myself, split between feeling guilty thinking that certain music is drab, though it was written to glorify God in some manner other, and thinking that the artist must be trying gouge the Christian market with overpriced products that are really just mediocre. I think d? is one of the few bands who's got music I just long to listen to, like the fact that disc 1 is in my car player while disc 2 is playign here at work. Now if I can get a bunch of people and get in on an entire concert! Hm, what's this, they're playing in Toronto on June 30. Any takers? I definitely want some more.
