On May 2, 2013, I may have had an out of body experience resulting from my participation in what can only be described as a musical orgy. I was quite honestly sort of worried I might weep when the enchanting, otherworldly Chris Corner stepped onstage, but I actually surprised myself by not embarrassing my husband with my overemotional shenanigans.
Lincoln Hall is a very small, intimate venue, and we arrived early enough to be ridiculously close to the stage, and if we pretend that a group of shrilly, drunken idiot girls didn’t shriek like crazy ebola monkeys in my ear for the first three songs, the entire experience was mind blowingly, soul shatteringly amazing.
I had never seen the band perform live before, so I wasn’t very familiar with anyone else in the band other than my man, Chris. By the second song, I had become completely entranced by the wickedly badass Janine Gezang and couldn’t take my eyes off of her for the rest of the show.
Chris, of course, was devastating as always. When I hear his voice, there are hidden places inside my very being that catch fire, and I can hardly breathe. He writes lyrics that have the power to just completely dismantle me in just a few words. I could write a thesis on the toe-tingling words of “Mercy” alone.
Here is the complete set list with a few videos I found on the tube of you.
Kiss and Swallow
Kingdom of Welcome Addiction
Spit It Out
Tear Garden (Video below is not from our show, but they did this kickass drum duet at our show as well, and it was incredible)
My Secret Friend
The Unified Field (This is a snippet of the song)
Cold Red Light (If you watch nothing else, listen to this fiercely rad orgasm inducing song)
Walk with the Noise
I Come With Knives
ORRRR you can watch pretty much the whole damn show here. http://youtu.be/A-PWLFicERE
The beginning is wonky, and it skips the beginning of “My Secret Friend.” It also cuts off at “President,” but basically this is the whole shebang.
I left the show feeling giddy, wrapped in the warm afterglow of watching one’s favorite artist perform. I wish I could bottle the delirium-induced joy and let it slush around in my belly.