Last night, I went to concert on campus. The college's student activity group usually brings in a relatively big band every year and this year it was The All-American Rejects with Anberlin and Taking Back Sunday as supporting acts. I was fairly excited because I know and like music by all three bands.
So, concert review: Anberlin and Taking Back Sunday were fantastic. I only knew a few of each band's songs, but really enjoyed their performances. They were energetic, upbeat and obviously talented.
That leaves AAR.
To explain the disgust I had towards AAR once their set got going, I'll give you a summary: a lead singer with tight pink jeans and no shirt, constant swearing, almost as constant jokes of a sexual nature, crude gestures, a ridiculous light fixture right over the lead singer's head, creepy Jaggeresque stage dancing and lame vocal gymnastics. All that adds up to one of my favorite lines from a Mystery Science Theater 3000 movie: "What pretentious crap!"
Like I said, I know and like their music - they're not in my top few favorite bands, but they have some good songs. Man, was I surprised when they took the stage. Just so you know, neither of the two AAR albums I have have any swearing. That's important to know because lead singer Tyson Ritter swore profusely. And I don't mean just in passing. It was like he made a point to "drop the f-bomb" as much as he could. It reminded me of some days living in a college dorm.
Overall, the whole thing left me frustrated. You would never expect a "performance" like this unless you had already seen the band live. I can't imagine what parents who brought their kids there (and there were kids there with their parents) were thinking.
It made me think of what a ridiculous world we (we, as in, future - God-willing - priests) are going into to minister. There is an anti-gospel being preached and this was a perfect image of it. The worst moments were when Ritter was spouting what passed for deep, spiritual/philosophical ideas about leaving all our problems outside when we come to a concert. It all sounded very faux-churchy.
At one point, Ritter said, "It's a sick, sick, sick world out there."
My response: No, Tyson, it's pretty sick right here.
This experience will probably lead to a separate post on art, beauty and some other ideas.