Press passes to Boston Calling Music Festival in May 2014 with Jack Johnson, Death Cab for Cutie, and Modest Mouse headlining? Yes, please!
Some highlights from the day:
1. Jenny Lewis’s FIERCE pant suit.
2. "Rivers and Roads" by The Head and the Heart - when it just started to rain a bit.
3. One word: CHIPOTLE.
4. WZLY loves Tegan and Sara.
5. THE VIEW.
Here’s an account from one of our e-board members about how her day went at Boston Calling:
To register Boston on any scale of grandeur, one must look to downtown and its ineluctable glass skyscrapers, its staid, Brutalist monuments, and its occasional parks decorated with Revolutionary tributes. These are commonplace, and easily avoidable—materialist vestiges of past decades that are hardly impressive, but fill the space, and collectively give Boston a sense of identity.
Before Boston Calling, I had never even been to City Hall Plaza. And if I had, I very much doubt I would have registered any sense of grandeur—I would have thought to the monotony of city government, to the parallel between the large, oppressive, concrete space and the failures and inefficiencies of such monolith institutions.
But when I got there at three in the afternoon, hungover from finals, and only beginning to become accustomed to the listless, slow pace of senior week—the sudden lack of activity after two weeks of writing 20-page term papers—I was impressed. The space was perfect for an event of such scale and ambition. The balcony to City Hall was a perfect location (despite the fact that it was VIP-only) for viewing the entire festival from above. There, I sat perched on a concrete railing for most of the festival. The sun set behind the main stages (planned, I’m sure), and I drank water and chewed on a grilled cheese sandwich.
To go to a festival is inherently a different experience than going to a small venue like the Middle East. It’s harder to see and hear the acts, of course, so the experience becomes more of a collective one. It becomes more about the cloud of pot smoke that just blew over from several yards over right into your face, and the coughing that results from this misfortune of the wind. It’s about the crowds pressed together, trying to catch a glance of their favorite musician. It’s the feeling of happiness that emanates from the crowd when “Monday, Monday” plays, and you just know that the woman vaguely dancing next to you heard this back in college in the 90s, back when she wore her tattoo out more openly and had horn-rimmed glasses. And it’s running into several people you had not seen in years and hadn’t realized still lived in Boston.
I left after dark, having heard bits and pieces from afar of some acts that could command tens of thousands of dollars per show. It wasn’t the intimate experience I might have hoped for—I tend to like my music lo-fi, and in a room with 50 people, max—but it gave me a sense of the possibility of community in Boston, of the grandeur that is possible in this city.
We are already looking forward to the fall lineup of the festival. Check out the announcement video. We love it.
With the best line-up yet, the September festival will feature:
Neutral Milk Hotel
Nas featuring The Roots (performing Illmatic, plus a set from The Roots on their own)
CAN YOU TELL WE ARE EXCITED? Check back here for more updates, reviews, and details.