24 November 2013

crocodiles & wymond miles

on friday night i headed into philly to the boot & saddle to see crocodiles. i've seen them once before, which i wrote about already.

so i was really excited to see them again because i love them so much, and every album they've put out has been fantastic, and they were amazing live the first time i saw them. the opener was wymond miles and the name sounded vaguely familiar but i didn't know what to expect. he ended up becoming my new favorite person.

you know when you hear something and it just hits you a certain way and you feel like your heart is going to stop beating? that's what he did to me. something about the ethereal music he creates and his haunting voice...i don't know you guys. but it made me feel a lot of feelings. the songs were soft but heavy, loud but gentle, and i just wanted to stay there forever. i would go see him again in a heartbeat. in fact, i was so impressed that the first thing i did when i got to work the next day was look him up in our computer and purchase the one album of his we had in stock and then order everything else for myself. and i played him in the store all morning on spotify. like, went through his catalog at least twice before my boss was like "you have to listen to something else now." and apparently he was the guitarist for the fresh & onlys, who i have now started listening to and they are really fucking good too. this is what i get for ignoring new music...better late than never, i suppose.

so, you get it. i was super impressed by him. fucking christ. alright. moving on.

crocodiles!

they opened with my favorite song ("hearts of love"; i think i mentioned before that i want this song played at my funeral. that still hasn't changed) and i was really happy they played it even though i didn't have my favorite song to look forward to for the rest of the night. it's cool, they still delivered. and they have 2 more albums worth of songs to choose from now than from the last time i saw them, so i got to hear all kinds of good stuff. ahhh it was wonderful. just as wonderful as i remembered. if you haven't listened to them yet, fucking do it already! and the albums are basically what they sound like live, just a lot louder and a little dirtier. and with more feedback. they're absolutely mesmerizing and they write these perfect pop songs and everything about them is just wonderful. maybe i'm easily impressed? or maybe i just know what the fuck i'm talking about. 

so yeah. i didn't get any good pictures because it was way too dim in there, even though i was right up front. everything looked black so i stopped trying and just enjoyed myself. 

go listen to these bands. now. i command you.

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