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Imagine a really sweaty British guy singing less than two feet away from your face. And hear the keyboardist Tim's chair squeak above the massive noise as he bangs on the keys. We were that close to Keane last night at Bimbo's 365 Club. We got closer later, but I'll get to that in a moment.
First, I must comment on our too-good-to-be-true parking spot, and that I didn't get us killed on the SF hills with my manual transmission.
BJ, Lacey, Jack, Grace, and I get up to the front right from the beginning, through the French Kicks (whom were very enjoyable, and I will be downloading them shortly) until Keane started. Okay, Tom, the lead singer, is a monster on stage, and went crazy. His voice is even more powerful than off the record, and during "This Is the Last Time" he crouched down in our direction and I could of touched his mic if I wanted to.
By the end of the night, I lost my voice trying to keep up with the rest of the crowd's roars.
Possibly even better than the set, was after we all got to meet the band and I now sit here looking at my "Hopes and Fears" booklet signed by the all the members. The drummer Rich, was way talkitive and told me he loved the "positive energy" they got from the crowd. Tom, the lead singer just smiled and barely looked at anyone. But Tim was the most polite, saying thanks, and grinning in his dorky shirt with zebras on it.
Now, though, I have to go wash off the crowd stench I undoubtedly still have on me.
First, I must comment on our too-good-to-be-true parking spot, and that I didn't get us killed on the SF hills with my manual transmission.
BJ, Lacey, Jack, Grace, and I get up to the front right from the beginning, through the French Kicks (whom were very enjoyable, and I will be downloading them shortly) until Keane started. Okay, Tom, the lead singer, is a monster on stage, and went crazy. His voice is even more powerful than off the record, and during "This Is the Last Time" he crouched down in our direction and I could of touched his mic if I wanted to.
By the end of the night, I lost my voice trying to keep up with the rest of the crowd's roars.
Possibly even better than the set, was after we all got to meet the band and I now sit here looking at my "Hopes and Fears" booklet signed by the all the members. The drummer Rich, was way talkitive and told me he loved the "positive energy" they got from the crowd. Tom, the lead singer just smiled and barely looked at anyone. But Tim was the most polite, saying thanks, and grinning in his dorky shirt with zebras on it.
Now, though, I have to go wash off the crowd stench I undoubtedly still have on me.