- Mother Mother, The Stand
On Wednesday, we woke up early and got on the road for Toronto. There are stops along the highways in Toronto that all look alike as far as the design of the building and the feel of the approach. I fell asleep as we left one and woke up as we arrived in another, and it was the most disorienting thing I experience the whole trip, except perhaps for the issue of the time on Sunday, but I'll get to that.
Arriving safely in Toronto, we pulled into the Yorkdale Shopping Centre and I was just astonished at the size of it. I was nearly floored when Wrecking Ball got the text from his sister, Cat, that said we should meet her at the subway stop inside the mall. Woah. She brought us to her dorm, pointing out sights along the way. We dropped off our things and then took a walk to Chinatown, which in my memory is now just a blur of shops and lights and pretty asian (or asian-inspired, at least) merchandise. On the way back we got supper at a little restaurant that served either Pakistani or Indian food (perhaps both... I am only naming the nationality based on the Wikipedia entries for naan bread and mango lassi, which made up two thirds of my dinner) which was delicious.
Then we went to the Mother Mother concert.
Ohhh yes. Life is complete.
They had three opening acts. I forgot all of their names, but some research has informed me that they were Rococode, Whale Tooth, and Birds of Tokyo, in that order. I particularly liked "Silhouettic" by Birds of Tokyo, as I made sure to remember the lyrics, "there goes my baby!" in hopes that I could find it again. I didn't find it until I got the band's name though. Three opening acts is a very brutal thing to stand through when you are in a sweaty, pushy crowd. The acts got progressively more awesome, but it was really hard to enjoy them, because they weren't the right band.
When Mother Mother took the stage, I was pretty overcome. The first song they played was "O My Heart", and when Ryan started to sing I nearly swooned. Through the whole concert I was a lot more calm than I was when I saw Mariana's Trench back in September, but I was a lot more excited too. Maybe I was beyond hysteria, or maybe I just wasn't feeding off of drunk/high people this time. Listening to the song Wrecking Ball live, with Wrecking Ball right behind me (we managed to take advantage of some pushing in the crowd and slid me into the second row) was a wonderful experience, but my favourite part of the concert was when they played Ghosting. When I first heard Ghosting, it was in October, and it made me think of Wrecking Ball every time - as did many of the other songs, simply because he introduced me to the band. It was the first song I ever listened to on repeat for hours at a time, and every time I listened to it, I loved it a little more. While the song was playing live, and I knew Wrecking Ball was behind me, I thought back to my feelings for him in October, and I reflected on the fact that we're together and happy now, and I was so happy for myself and in love with life that I teared up. It was a fantastic moment.
When they left the stage before the encore, I noticed Ryan left his setlist behind. I guess I didn't mention this before but I was centred beneath him during the performance. And in the second row. Oh yes. Anyway - I realised he wasn't going to bring his setlist off stage with him, so I told Wrecking Ball I was going to hop up and grab it when the encore was done. Unfortunately, someone got there first. I was disappointed. But then, Wrecking Ball hopped up on the stage and took the setlist off Molly's keyboard when one of the sound guys wasn't looking and gave it to me. I can't think of a single thing I have ever received from someone that I like more.
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