Dark almost always beats light. You remember Scar, not Simba; Beast, not Belle; Darth Vader, not Luke. And yet, in a two-night showdown, with Smashing Pumpkins at the 9:30 Club and Givers at the Black Cat, light won! The Smashing Pumpkins’ show was enjoyable; the Givers’ show was INCREDIBLE. Sketch, Deej, Evan Rochkind, and I stood a row from the stage the entire time, jumping, shouting, clapping, slapping, amping up all possible energy. Givers had only released one album, so almost everyone knew all ten songs. For those 52 minutes, it felt like everyone in the audience was a groupie; everyone experienced the same rush.
Immediately after the show, I bought a t-shirt -- only the 8th band t-shirt I’ve ever bought. For the first time ever, I was actually able to talk with the band, telling the lead singer that the kids in my class really liked one of their songs, asking him whether the band got its name from Lois Lowry’s novel (they didn’t), and congratulating him on a heckuva show. I then went out to text/call James Oberndorf and Hark Tagunicar, insisting that, for their own good, they needed to come to the next Givers’ show. Same goes for anyone reading this: if you ever notice Givers are touring in your area, check them out. Everything will start “up,” keep going “up,” and soon you’ll be “up up up” and away.
Grade: A+
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