Bon Iver Has My Heart
I saw Bon Iver at Bonaroo last month. The show had an intense effect on me, I hadnt given Bon Iver a lot of attention before that day and I was pissed when I heard them play because I had been missing out.
Their sound: lyrics driven by life and love melt over your body with some help from Bon Ivers “rise and fall” folk ballads.
My favorite tunes: Flume, Skinny Love and The Wolves (Part 1 and Part 3). When they played The Wolves at Bonaroo they asked the audience to join in on the end when the band repeats the phrase “What might have been lost” the band/audience participation lasted only minutes but felt like centuries… All the struggles that I have faced came crashing to the forefront of my mind and all of a sudden tears began to stream down my face. What might have been lost, had I given up when I wanted to? It was all I could think of, over and over and over the band and everyone under the tent, “what might have been lost?” From very quiet to practically screaming it and then when you felt like your heart might burst….everyone was asked to scream as loud as they could. Never before have I been so deeply effected by a band I had barely give a listen to before seeing them play.
