Tuesday, January 13, 2009

OK, Glasvegas are MY BAND



There are two reasons for yet another post about Glasvegas:

1. I am finally going to see them in March in Atlanta. Really, I feel like a high school kid again I'm so excited. I cannot tell you the last time I was this excited to see a new band. My God, I am so excited. I've been looking into flights to Detroit for weeks trying to fly back there in April to see them, but flights have been so expensive that it seemed out of reach. And just like that, today, bang, there it is - more American tour dates. OK, wow, I've gushed enough about this.

2. If you haven't noticed by reading this blog yet, Glasvegas are MY BAND. You know what I'm talking about. Other people may like them, but they are MY BAND. I had their record before it came out in England, let alone in America. I've tracked down their singles on line and have all their B sides too. I have a couple bootleg live shows, and check everyday online to find the demos that I don't have yet. My youtube videos are about 1/5 Glasvegas videos. So yeah, they are my band. And I feel the need to say this because here they are in America: I'm reading their live show reviews from the L.A. press, the snarky NYC Village Voice review (oh no, their lighting rig was too bright, they are too sincere, blah blah blah), they have played Letterman and are about to play Ferguson on Thursday, etc. In other words I am in that odd middle ground of music fandom; I am heavily addicted to a band, I think they are the best new band in the world and are deserving of mass adulation and acceptance, yet I don't want anyone else to have them either. It's a strange place to be as a fan, but true music fans have all been there. And that's where I am.