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Friday, January 16, 2015

Why Concerts Can End Wars

A few months ago, I went with a good friend of mine to Boston Calling, and it was quite the experience. You haven't lived until you've been huddling in the rain with hundreds of other music lovers like you, buzzing and waiting until the lights came on and the first strum of a guitar rang into the crowd. I made friends with the people standing around me - there was a Death Cab for Cutie diehard at his very first show, an adorable couple along for the ride, and a few seniors from school we had run into. Eventually Ben Gibbard appeared from backstage and the rain subsided, almost as if on cue. By the time I Will Follow You Into the Dark, the audience was swaying as a single entity, and it was as if we all felt the simple, dark love radiating from the song. It's an extremely exhilarating experience - all semblance of age and class differences go out the window and you connect with the people around you and just listen and enjoy the music.

That's my spiel. Go to a concert sometime. Peace.

-Tina