Concert Time O Year

It is that time again, where some how I end up going to a lot of concerts.  I love concerts and I usually hit one a month, but with school I haven't been to as many. 
This time I hit 2 bands I was only slightly familiar with and one of my all time favs.  Two weeks ago I went with some friends to The Weepies concert at the State Room.  I love the State Room.  Never disappointed in the shows they have.  The Weepies were no exception.  I knew their stuff and liked it, but couldn't say I was big fan.  The show was great and may have changed the lives of some of my fellow concert goers (ahem you know who you are).  Instead of doing my week before music saturation where I listen to everything I can get my hands on, I have been doing more of a post concert saturation.  Since the concert I have been listening to The Weepies intensely.  The more I listen the more I like.  I think The Weepies is a band that grows on you.  It grew on me.  And the concert sparked my interest more (this is why I go to shows for bands I don't know).

Can't get enough of this song

Ingrid Michaelson.  That is all that needs to be said, but for the sake of this post I will expound.  I wish I were as cool as Ingrid.  She is always amazing.  We went to her show last year and I am still talking about it. Maybe it is just her SLC shows, but she is so funny and so easy to talk with.  Not that I talked to her.  It is just the way she talks to the audience from the stage, makes you feel like you could hang out and talk for hours (not in that way...friends).  She played some of my favorites and a few of new stuff.  Check out her parachute song (acoustic is awesome).

Simply wonderful

Lastly, I went to the Sufjan Stevens show on Monday at Kingsbury Hall.  What an interesting venue for a concert like this.  It was a little awkward when you wanted to get up and dance, but people are seating behind you.  The show was complete with awesome choreography and Halloween costumes. 
I like Sufjan's music.  His older stuff is more my speed than his new stuff, but I still like it.  But I am not hipster enough for a Sufjan concert.  It was a sea of skinny jeans, old sweaters and ballet flats (not that these are exclusively bad or hipster, but you know the hipster look I am talking about).

If you are a huge Sufjan fan stop reading here if you want to be friends. You may not like me for what I am about to say.

This was one show I could have missed.   My take on the show.  Introduce Sufjan Stevens, great musical artist who thinks very highly of himself and hipster religious leader.  Sufjan talked about the cosmos, shared a long story of some crazy dude who inspired his new music and generally talked like he was on some higher spiritual level.  Whoa buddy.  We just meet.  This is awkward.  But the hipsters seemed to eat it up, maybe it is in the skinny jeans (which I can't joke about too  much, I have skinny jeans). 

I will continue to listen to his music.  The concert actually helped me like his new stuff more than I would have if I had only listened to it.  But as far as drinking his kool-aid, I'll stick to my sticker covered Nalgene water bottle (my type of crunchy).

Give me my classic Sufjan Stevens