Last night I witnessed the National at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium in San Francisco. I’m not even going to bother talking about the opening acts Local Natives and Wye Oaks….The National were simply perfect.
I have waited three years to see them live but I could never convince anyone to with me and for some odd reason, they are the only band I would refuse to see alone. Last night I went with my friends Ryan and Nicole, my sister bought me the tickets for my birthday and I have to say, it was the best thing anyone could have bought for me.
The way the Nationals control your emotions live is really rare. Their songs build up this tension within you that just makes you want to scream and then after five or six songs into their set, they played ‘Squalor Victoria’ which gave you a little chance to release that tension towards the end of the song though not all of it. It left you for wanting to scream more, wanting to release that tension more. Few more songs, more tension builds up and then they go into ‘Abel’ where Matt, the singer just becomes a disaster. This process continues till the end until they play ‘Mr.November’ and ‘Terrible Love’ back to back and you just release everything that you had inside you.
It was perfect, just the way I wanted it to be.
My friend Ryan on Local Natives: “They look like a band Urban Outfitters created.”