Last year, LCD Soundsystem's final ever gig, at Madison Square Gardens, marked the end of an era for me and TOH. LCD's music, as I have detailed at length (and ad nauseum) on this blog, has accompanied us throughout our time in NYC. Even after the MSG show, it continued: the photo below was taken while we, with some of our closest friends, all extremely inebriated on Graark and Stormies and love and laughter, jumped and sang out our hearts to Home.
But, as the year progressed, I found myself listening to LCD infrequently (down at # 11 for the past twelve months! Unthinkable!); it seemed that the wedding and the gig had loaded the music with too much emotional meaning, as overwrought and pathetic as that sentiment appears to me when I actually write it down and re-read this. So although I automatically purchased tickets to watch Shut up and Play the Hits, the Oscilloscope documentary about that gig, I approached the movie theatre with trepidation last night.
I thought I would feel melancholic and unhappy that I would never see them play live again. Instead, I sat and watched in a state of wonder, with a big fat grin on my face for 95% of the film. I reveled in the memories of just how absolutely bloody brilliant the concert was. In particular, the part with All My Friends was absolutely spectacular, capturing perfectly the excitement and joy and exuberance that song always brought to a concert. I shed a tear with James Murphy when he did in the warehouse with all his gear; and I cried during Someone Great, as I often did at the gigs, and during their last ever live song as a band, New York I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down. But instead of sadness, the film reignited and reinvigorated my love for LCD Soundsystem. So expect my last.fm profile to reflect that in the upcoming days.*
* Provided, of course, that I can somehow stop listening to Frank Ocean's Channel Orange, which is absolutely amazing and I have been playing non-stop for the last few days.
But, as the year progressed, I found myself listening to LCD infrequently (down at # 11 for the past twelve months! Unthinkable!); it seemed that the wedding and the gig had loaded the music with too much emotional meaning, as overwrought and pathetic as that sentiment appears to me when I actually write it down and re-read this. So although I automatically purchased tickets to watch Shut up and Play the Hits, the Oscilloscope documentary about that gig, I approached the movie theatre with trepidation last night.
I thought I would feel melancholic and unhappy that I would never see them play live again. Instead, I sat and watched in a state of wonder, with a big fat grin on my face for 95% of the film. I reveled in the memories of just how absolutely bloody brilliant the concert was. In particular, the part with All My Friends was absolutely spectacular, capturing perfectly the excitement and joy and exuberance that song always brought to a concert. I shed a tear with James Murphy when he did in the warehouse with all his gear; and I cried during Someone Great, as I often did at the gigs, and during their last ever live song as a band, New York I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down. But instead of sadness, the film reignited and reinvigorated my love for LCD Soundsystem. So expect my last.fm profile to reflect that in the upcoming days.*
* Provided, of course, that I can somehow stop listening to Frank Ocean's Channel Orange, which is absolutely amazing and I have been playing non-stop for the last few days.
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