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This is a story of a little girl who got her first professional chance at her current dream of becoming a rock 'n' roll photographer. The night was September 12, 2003, and after a car trip full of dance beats, rhymes, and tears, she got to the venue-- The Metro, Chicago-- to catch the last couple songs of the opening act, Eastern Youth, as she figured out what exactly this media pass allowed her to do.
She was then "sassified" by The Blood Brothers. Now, there was this punk 'n' roll boy who once questioned, "What exactly is 'sass', and how is a band classified as 'sassy'? Isn't 'sassy' a girl thing?" Now, to answer this question for those who don't know, it definitely has to do with body movement on stage-- head shaking, with yelling and hand claps, while wearing tight pants. The music takes total control of the creators' fragile bodies.
Watching The Blood Brothers is like witnessing a ceremonial dance to bring the life back to the beast that those who came before them tied and tamed. They are fighting with the long-suppressed spirits of those who once lived before selling themselves for a dollar. It's no wonder the crowd they attract is full of the young neglected children of rich professionals. The Blood Brothers wake up today's national youth-- time to pull the plug and release your thoughts.
Cursive is soon going to take the stage, and our young girl was getting nervous for her three-song allowance to capture the passion on stage. During the first song of her three, "Butcher the Song", her mind was immediately transported back to driving in a snowstorm after a passionate argument-- "What's been said, and this guilt I can't shed,.. just get out the butcher's knife," singer Tim Kasher yells, mentally knocking her down with that line.
Suddenly-- SNAP! She realized she couldn't enjoy a show the way she once did. She had a purpose and-- BOOM!-- the feelings and memories had passed. That's when her hands began to shake, and she blacked out for the second song, only to be awaken by "Sink to the Beat", when she ran out of film.
All this girl wants to do is enjoy this amazing anthem, but her heart is racing, hands shaking. To build tension, Cursive holds on to the rest, and our hero gets her film good to go. For the last minute, nothing matters but capturing one good shot of Gretta Cohn intensely rocking out on her electric cello. So passionate and pristine against a background of older drunken male rockers.
To the back of the club, our young photographer not only enjoys the band, but also the crowd. She saw a younger girl dance to the song "Gentleman Caller", looking up toward the balcony instead of the stage, lip-synching the line, "Who told you love was fleeting," to someone up there, as the faceless crowd swayed in front of her. People can be so beautiful. Our protagonist wondered what happened to her innocence.
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She was then "sassified" by The Blood Brothers. Now, there was this punk 'n' roll boy who once questioned, "What exactly is 'sass', and how is a band classified as 'sassy'? Isn't 'sassy' a girl thing?" Now, to answer this question for those who don't know, it definitely has to do with body movement on stage-- head shaking, with yelling and hand claps, while wearing tight pants. The music takes total control of the creators' fragile bodies.
Watching The Blood Brothers is like witnessing a ceremonial dance to bring the life back to the beast that those who came before them tied and tamed. They are fighting with the long-suppressed spirits of those who once lived before selling themselves for a dollar. It's no wonder the crowd they attract is full of the young neglected children of rich professionals. The Blood Brothers wake up today's national youth-- time to pull the plug and release your thoughts.
Cursive is soon going to take the stage, and our young girl was getting nervous for her three-song allowance to capture the passion on stage. During the first song of her three, "Butcher the Song", her mind was immediately transported back to driving in a snowstorm after a passionate argument-- "What's been said, and this guilt I can't shed,.. just get out the butcher's knife," singer Tim Kasher yells, mentally knocking her down with that line.
Suddenly-- SNAP! She realized she couldn't enjoy a show the way she once did. She had a purpose and-- BOOM!-- the feelings and memories had passed. That's when her hands began to shake, and she blacked out for the second song, only to be awaken by "Sink to the Beat", when she ran out of film.
All this girl wants to do is enjoy this amazing anthem, but her heart is racing, hands shaking. To build tension, Cursive holds on to the rest, and our hero gets her film good to go. For the last minute, nothing matters but capturing one good shot of Gretta Cohn intensely rocking out on her electric cello. So passionate and pristine against a background of older drunken male rockers.
To the back of the club, our young photographer not only enjoys the band, but also the crowd. She saw a younger girl dance to the song "Gentleman Caller", looking up toward the balcony instead of the stage, lip-synching the line, "Who told you love was fleeting," to someone up there, as the faceless crowd swayed in front of her. People can be so beautiful. Our protagonist wondered what happened to her innocence.
CHECK ONE OF THEM HERE AND THE OTHER HERE.
PURCHASE THIS OR SIMILAR ITEMS
artid
1710
Old Image
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issue
vol 6 - issue 02 (oct 2003)
section
entertainmental