One of my favorite things about Tulsa is Cain’s Ballroom. I love that because of that venue Tulsa sometimes gets awesome musicians to stop by and give us some real, live culture that we would definitely starve without. The past year alone has held some fabulous voices such as Ben Harper, Damien Rice, and Ben Lee, and on Monday, April 14, Feist took the stage at Cain’s and delivered a spectacular show. Her visual enhancement team projected shadows and pictures behind her as she sang the best songs from her first two albums, including When I was a Young Girl, Feel it All, and Brandy Alexander.
Sometime near the beginning of the third or fourth song Feist started to get perturbed at the crowd for being so talkative. She started to add lines to her songs like, “I always wonder why people come to concerts and talk the whole time,” all the while keeping to her beautiful tune. Once she brought to my attention that people were talking so loudly, it made the whole room seem louder. I wondered if I would have even noticed them if she hadn’t pointed it out, and after she did the rest of the show was dampened by a constant droning hum of voices that made Feist very hard to hear clearly. She has a point, really. So… why is it that people go to concerts and them hang out by the walls and talk to their friends? I noticed that most of these wallflowers were young teenagers, which we could easily pinpoint as the cause of the problem, but does increase in age really make you appreciate music more? Based on my peers and the way we reacted to music in middle school versus now I don’t know if I can really agree with that. I remember when i was fourteen listening with all I had in me to the way that Adam Duritz sang Anna Begins when I heard it live for the first time. Maybe it’s that music is so easily accessible now that you don’t “need” to see people live anymore to get a fix. You don’t have to save your allowance for three weeks to go and buy a $12 CD like you did in ‘96. Times have changed, and apparently concerts are getting the bum end of the deal.
Despite the talkative teens, the show was fabulous, and I can only hope that Feist can forgive our culture-less youth and come back again someday.
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