Must Elaborate: 10/26 Broken Social Scene @ Wilbur Theater

Amazing show. The word "epic" popped into my mind at least three times during their set, and possible even one "EPIIIIIIIIIIIIIC".

It will be discussed further...later...

I will point out that while the Wilbur is in a lovely area and looks nice, old and charming on the outside, it's a pretty poorly designed venue. They consider "general admission" to be a relative term that actually means "we'll slap different colored wrist bands on you (and rip off some arm hair with our reckless binding of of the straps adhesive) then herd you into designated fenced-in areas depending on how early you get to the theater."

In my case, I arrived a bit late because traffic was balls, and on a Sunday night, too! Booooo. So, my accomplice and I were put here:



That little yellow box was the cattle pen I was designated to. Those sinister looking red dots surrounding my pen represent the hoard of vicious security personnel. That sad gray dot inside of the pen? Yes, I'm afraid that was me. Saddened with the position I'd been forced into, and a little in pain due to the arm hair I lost due to aforementioned macabre wrist-banning.

Nevertheless, a light could be seen through the gates of my Wilbur prison. And that light was Elizabeth Powell, front-woman of Land of Talk and incumbent female voice on the BSS tour.

I offer this gem of portable media: Elizabeth Powell singing "Anthems for a 17 year old girl" with BSS at the Wilbur on 10/26. It was towards the end of their set and it was completely entrancing. Powell's voice handles all of the BSS songs amazingly well, and she can sing them just as well as Feist or Emily Haines. She's also completely adorable and the unfiltered energy she brings to the stage is addicting and refreshing...especially when viewing the band from a fenced off corner in the back of the theater with alarmingly butch security forces guarding the aisles, preventing anyone from shifting closer to the stage. But I digress...

A thick buzz pulsed through the entire crowd when she began "Anthems" and everyone's hearts suddenly felt a little lighter, and a little more emo. It is possible to feel both at the same time? That's a topic too controversial for these pages. Anyways, we were rewarded with this amazing performance of the song:





I loved this song when I was a 17 year old girl and like, really felt it, man. Doesn't everyone at some point in their lives wish that someone would "park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me"? I did/do/will continue to do so.