Now before you go jumping to conclusions, thinking I've ditched college to become a roadie in order to enjoy some rather frisky past times, involving Cadburys Dairy Milk and Manchester's finest new addition to the indie/rock scene, lemme explain.
On Wednesday I was lucky enough to go watch these guys
The 1975, at Nottingham's Rock City and can I just tell you now it was AMAZING.
With an ever expanding back catalogue of incredible tunes, such as the mighty 'Chocolate' and the saucy little
number 'Sex', to keep the crowd rallied and as high as a certain Mt. Everest, the atmosphere,
as you can probably imagine, was electric. And when the beginning chords of those numbers in particular began wafting around the room, everyone, including myself, seemed to
get an insatiable injection of life, courtesy of Matt and co. and just went absolutely crazy in the best possible way.
As always seems to happen, I found myself on the very cusp of a brewing mosh pit and for once I
just let myself go completely and got stuck right in there, being thrown to and fro like a I was stuck in a human pinball machine.
It was the best feeling ever.
You close your eyes. You listen to the music, let it fill your veins, let it take you higher.
You sing the words and you come alive, and before you know it you're bouncing up and down like a pogo stick, crashing your body into the unfortunate soul next to you and feeling like life could not get any better than it is right there and then in that beautiful moment.
You aren't alone. You're surrounded by a huge crowd of people who feel what you're feeling too and you're all in it together, in this instance, singing about sex, petticoats and what do you know, chocolate.
And it's the most incredible thing.
They played a variety of songs from their excellent LP and self titled debut and put on a truly phenomenal show, complete with flickering lights, a buzzing atmosphere and a turtle neck clad Matty who looked
effortlessly cool with his half shaved head and youthful, energetic and beautiful voice.
So in their role as musicians and makers of tantalizing tunes and magical moments, it's
safe to say The 1975 have well and truly outdone themselves.
Even if you don't know that many songs, like me, I would get yourself down to one of their remaining
gigs (that's if it hasn't sold out yet) and experience all this for yourself.
This is a band that has been working their arses off for the last eleven years and who
appreciate and deserve every piece of success rightfully coming their way. They make fantastic music,
they're impossibly cool, intriguing, unique and to top it all off, they're genuinely nice people too!
Lead singer Matt Healy has the crowd in his hand, commanding them effortlessly
to do as he pleases "don't start a mosh pit or I'll f***ing kill you", and after the gig
my friends and I were lucky enough to meet him.
( Bad angle of course, but nevertheless, one cannot complain when one is meeting the lead singer of an incredible band)
Living up to his other alter ego aside 'Mr Cool' - 'Mr Nice Guy'- he made the effort
to greet every last one of us who stood adoringly in his presence and enforced a sense of world peace and ensuing harmony as if he were Nelson Mandela himself, telling us "not to get crazy and start pushing and shoving one another or I'll get scared and I'll get on that bus and go home. I'm not going, I'm staying right here and I'll make sure I meet every single one of you."
This caused one of my best friends to express her overwhelming love for Matty in the only way she knew how, by screaming happily, and who can blame her?
As a fan, to hear that was just the nicest thing and it goes an awful long way.
If I didn't already love this band, I now just want to go around with their name tattooed on my forehead,
free advertisement and all that, because they took the time to meet us and thank us and show that our support is appreciated.
So as I said, GO, GO RUN LIKE THE WIND AND BAG YOURSELF A TICKET FOR THE 1975 RIGHT NOW and me? I'm off to the tattoo parlor....
LINK: http://the1975.com/tour
SEX
CHOCOLATE
THE CITY
GIRLS
