Oh, Boston Calling. You’ve been wonderful this past weekend. Through thunderstorms and shut downs, fans stuck it out for the opportunity to witness their favorite bands performing right in front of them. Even with lighting and rain in tow, the fans would not back down. Boston, you are nothing if not determined.
The festival, which has previously hosted acts such as fun., The Gaslight Anthem, Modest Mouse, Death Cab For Cutie, Frank Turner, and Brand New, now gave welcome to superstars Lorde, Neutral Milk Hotel, The National, Bleachers and many more. But among all the incredible talent (and believe me, each act held their own) it was one band, one experience, which took me particularly by surprise. And that was The 1975.
Whenever a band makes the effort to bring a fan on stage, I can’t help but melt on the inside. It’s one of the simplest, yet most meaningful things a band can do, and The 1975 did it. They won my heart, and my respect with that one move.
I wish you could have seen her face as they brought her on stage. I really do. Because with “Robbers” playing as the soundtrack to what is likely the most influential moment in this young girl’s life, I swear I could feel everything she was feeling. It was the kind of moment that you see in movies. The kind of moment that inspires.
Throughout the weekend, I saw even more moments of inspiration like this transpire. I watched as fans screamed for their favorite artists, some of them close to tears as they gave these experiences everything they had. And I remembered. This is why I do what I do. This is why I’ll never stop. Because when something or someone can have such an incredible, moving, literally life changing impact on you…. well then, that’s just magic. It’s beautiful, beautiful magic. And despite all the struggles of the music industry, something like that is worth fighting for. And that inspiration, that magic—is everything Boston Calling represents to me.