It was my cousin who first opened my eyes (ears, if you insist) to the music of American rock band, Incubus. Though a bit late to the scene, I became a fan (which was not a surprise, really). So when my sister's boyfriend managed to get us free VIP tickets for their fifth concert in the country days before the actual event, I was overjoyed. How lucky could a girl get, I thought.
THE NIGHT OF
We arrived at the venue with people already crowding the place. A long queue to the Patron section welcomed us. Fans, mostly dressed in black. Old, and young. Long time lovers, and new wolf pack of listeners. Representatives of different generations showed up to see the same band. Amazing how music can bring such a mix of people together.
It was past 9 PM when the band set foot on stage. The stage vomited color. The lights were blinding. The music was loud and familiar. There they were: Brandon Boyd, Michael Einziger, Chris Kilmore, Ben Kenney, and Jose Pasillas. Right in front of my eyes. Performing live. Right in front of my eyes. Better than I have ever imagined.
After seeing them come out on stage, we went even wilder as they started to play. They opened with a song from their latest album "8," Love in a Time of Surveillance.
Then Brandon started singing old favorites like Warning from their album "Morning View."
They played more songs from "8" such as Glitterbomb, Nimble Bastard, and one of my personal favorites, State of the Art.
Classic hits from the band were also performed (not in chronological order). How we rocked to Anna Molly and Megalomaniac. Go wild over Echo, Sick Sad Little World, and Pardon Me. We sang our hearts out to Stellar and Wish You Were Here. We jumped as we sang every word to Nice to Know You. And of course, our heads danced to the beat as the Incubus played their breakthrough single, Drive.
How surreal it was.
Changing as it is through the years, I will never tire of both their old and developing (new) music. I still remember singing to their songs on that special night. It was those few moments of euphoria that I live for.
Incubus, you are magical.
(c)
THE NIGHT OF
We arrived at the venue with people already crowding the place. A long queue to the Patron section welcomed us. Fans, mostly dressed in black. Old, and young. Long time lovers, and new wolf pack of listeners. Representatives of different generations showed up to see the same band. Amazing how music can bring such a mix of people together.
It was past 9 PM when the band set foot on stage. The stage vomited color. The lights were blinding. The music was loud and familiar. There they were: Brandon Boyd, Michael Einziger, Chris Kilmore, Ben Kenney, and Jose Pasillas. Right in front of my eyes. Performing live. Right in front of my eyes. Better than I have ever imagined.
After seeing them come out on stage, we went even wilder as they started to play. They opened with a song from their latest album "8," Love in a Time of Surveillance.
Then Brandon started singing old favorites like Warning from their album "Morning View."
They played more songs from "8" such as Glitterbomb, Nimble Bastard, and one of my personal favorites, State of the Art.
Classic hits from the band were also performed (not in chronological order). How we rocked to Anna Molly and Megalomaniac. Go wild over Echo, Sick Sad Little World, and Pardon Me. We sang our hearts out to Stellar and Wish You Were Here. We jumped as we sang every word to Nice to Know You. And of course, our heads danced to the beat as the Incubus played their breakthrough single, Drive.
How surreal it was.
Changing as it is through the years, I will never tire of both their old and developing (new) music. I still remember singing to their songs on that special night. It was those few moments of euphoria that I live for.
Incubus, you are magical.
(c)
