My ears are still ringing.
Front row and center. As an early birthday present my mother treated me by taking me to see one of my absolute favorite bands, Cage The Elephant. The hard work finally paid off when we arrived to take our front row spots at the Beaumont Club. It was vacant in the beginning, but we suspected that people preferred to go out and get a drink before coming to a show on a Saturday night.
The Shakeltons was the first band to take the stage. Leaves and branches were draped over speakers and monitors. The lead singer came onto the stage and set down a few small bouquets of flowers. The Shakeltons sang of love and broken hearts, but there was hope on their lyrics. The lead singer was a good performer. He fell from a monitor purposely and shook as if he was having a seizure then jumped to his feet. He would grab a lock of some boy’s hair and jerk their heads around. Once he set his hand down on my mother’s head. The drummer was amazing. He was banging the crap out of those drums. The Shakeltons ended their set with the lead singer handing my mother a daisy.
Next was Morning Teleportation. I love this band. Earlier, we briefly spotted a small guy wearing an off-red jean, a bowling shirt, and a ladybug backpack; topped off with a retro haircut with curved bangs. (Honestly, how can you not adore a guy who wears a ladybug backpack?)
— Morning Teleportation have such an unconventional sound. Most bands you will hear often have similarities because of the instruments they play. Morning Teleportation are more different than any band I have ever heard. Despite how young they seem, Morning had experimented with a variety of sound effects. The lead singer would often change up his guitar tuning by tapping his foot of the different pedals below himself. The trumpeter looked like Zack Merrick of All Time Low and there was a keyboardist set off to the right side of the stage who would dance. Their songs are filled with several hooks making some last around six minutes. The last song was dedicated to the lead singer’s mother, who was sitting at a table off to the side. At the end of the set the band members all fell to the ground. The lead singer hopped off the stage and to the floor right in front of me. He crouched down and folded his arms over his head as the song ended.
Cage The Elephant opened the show with “Doctor, Doctor, Doctor” and that’s when I really realized that more people had arrived. I was shoved against the stage but I didn’t mind much. It was all good fun. While there was no crowd surfing throughout the entire concert -other than Matt Shultz stage diving- there were several moshpits. People were moshing right behind us, but I enjoyed it because everyone was having fun, no one was angry.
Little words of thanks were uttered in between songs and the infrequent introduction before Cage would launch into their next song. Matt Shultz, the lead singer, was my favorite. He danced around the stage wildly, swinging his arms. Sticky sweat poured down his arms and chest leaving his green stripped tee stained. Matt leaned over me, crying from getting himself so worked up his tears splashed on my forehead with an addition of drool. He often dived into the crowd amid their chaotic set and the tech guy would have to reel out his microphone wire. He continued this for the duration of their set. “Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked” was towards the end before Cage finished out with an encore. The encore included “In One Ear” which the crowd and I hollered the lyrics too, throwing our arms into the air as we sang, the music blaring in the background. “Saber-Tooth Tiger” followed and caused an outbreak of fangirls to climb onstage, only seeking attention and hugs from Matt. Cage The Elephant played thirteen songs altogether.
I can only begin to describe how infectious the energy of the concert was. I mean, if all three bands -from The Shakeltons, to Morning Teleportation, and the highlight of the night Cage The Elephant- can make my mom dance without feeling self conscious then you know it’s a damn good show. If I still smile at the thought of Matt leaning over me, singing to me then you can only imagine what this show was like.
And I am still smiling.