The concert was so amazing! They played a mix of songs off of various albums, not just the new stuff, which was very refreshing. At the last concert of theirs that I went to, I think they focused too much on their real ‘hits’. This time they played things like ‘It’s No Good’, ‘Walking in my Shoes’, ‘Home’, ‘Fly on the Windscreen’ and ‘In Your Room’, which aren’t their mainstream singles at all. They ended the last encore with ‘Waiting for the Night’, which I think everyone thought was a bit too somber and could have gotten enough of (‘Just Can’t Get Enough’ is their usual ender).

I was the happiest at that concert that I think I’ve been all summer. You know you’re really happy when you can’t wipe the widest smile you’re cracking off of your face. I wasn’t even trying to smile, it just came from nowhere when I heard their synths humming and whining along, making the most beautiful sounds. I’m partial to them, you see. Considering all that’s happened these last few weeks, it was a great night and a great way to forget about the world for an all too short 2.5 hours.

It wasn’t but 20 minutes after the music ended when we were walking back that the solemnity and the dissonance that’s been buzzing in my head these last few weeks returned. I climbed a hill to the lawn section to see what the view was like (lawn seats can be fun), and once on top, I could see the whole stage, the field, and the parking lot. It was peaceful, for the 2nd time that night. It was freeing and restricting. Such joy and that smile ended too soon for me; It was late and we had to get home. Home. I was quickly reminded of everything I have left to do, left to fix that’s broken. Left to remember that I can’t fix.

But you can’t have it all.