Stay gold, Ponyboy ... tonight you gave a stellar performance, true to what Nathanson fans expect: a lot of swagger {Adam Levine eat-your-heart-out}, gyrating hips, sexy sex love songs, funny ad libs regarding scrabble/gettingrandyontheroad/etc., a bottom-line good performance. Then you ended it with the Kim Kardashian spiel {which I loved} about Art being lost and how fame {money} is wasted on non-talents like reality-show celebrities and fame chasers. Amen. You quickly got off your soap box and played All We Are. Good stuff. Now, I’m stepping on that box for a moment.
The Pageant is a good-size venue but not stadium-size, so the odds of meeting you again were pretty good. I drove down a few hours with friends to see you live and do just that. After your show, we noticed a huge line forming and we jumped in, hoping to chat/get a line or two in about your show. We were quickly escorted out by the merch Nazi for not having a fookin’ orange wristband. Well Pageant Nazi, I have the tshirts, I even brought my worn-out Modern Love CD — I am a devoted fan — so yeah, I buy a ton of merch. But will I get in line to watch Matt turn into a marketing magnet {dejavu — shades of Vampire Weekend}. Fook, no. I will miss this guy. Modern Love will bring you more air time and fans. Great talent prevails. I sincerely hope you are not jaded by fame, the marketing machine, the business end of it. If you stay true, your fans {including me} will stay true and continue to follow. Stay gold.
Matt wagging behind the drummer. “We get randy playing each other’s instruments.”
{Ren Reiske © All Rights Reserved}
Opened for Matt Nathanson — upcoming band, Scars on 45 lead singer Danny Bemrose, Jenn and me. Danny and Aimee were utterly SWEET, nice, cool and talented. Another reason to love England. Hearts on Fire. {photo: Ry Murray}
