I'm not very good at writing about music (or dancing about architecture, AM I RIGHT YOU GUYS?), but I would like to say that I went to see the Magnetic Fields last night and good lord, I'm still kind of reeling from it. I went to the show feeling rather apathetic about it, as I tend to forget how fucking amazing their entire catalog because I always remember how nasally the female vocalists are. And while, yeah, they were pretty nasal live, it was still a fantastic experience to listen to gorgeous chamber music for two hours and remember all of the songs that fill me with such joy and despair. Seriously, there are so many songs from last night that made me remember good times and terrible times in the last year. And they played "It's Only Time," and I fucking cried. It was a rather intense concert experience, and I'm not sure I've had one like that before.
Here's a video of another of my favorites, "Yeah, Oh Yeah!"
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God, I know! They played "It's Only Time" (which was my wedding song) AND "The Book of Love" at the Friday late show, and I was tearful. I love everything about Stephin Merritt except his Sperry Top-Siders.
Oof. I am wearing Sperry Top Siders today. BURN.
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