Young For Eternity

That's not how I felt last night at the sold out Subways show at The Troubadour. It was the first indie show I'd been to in a while and it was loud. So loud that it hurt my ears. My guy had to go buy us earplugs before the headliners even went on. On top of that, I found myself digging my glasses out of my purse so that I could see the kids on the stage clearly, even though I was only about fifteen feet away.

Worse than the earplugs and the glasses, though, was the fact that all the 18 to 20 year olds at the 18+ show had started a mosh pit right in front of us. It became a distraction, seeing as my focus was diverted to not getting knocked down rather than on the rock n' roll that was happening up front. Jared kept getting pissed at them (they were being rather obnoxious and immature) and I had to keep reminding him that that used to be me about (gulp) thirteen years ago. Lollapalooza '93. Alice In Chains. Tool. Rage Against The Machine. Way back then...when I would've just joined in.

At any rate, aside from the madness, these young English lads (and lass) know how to rock. Their high energy on stage is unmatchable and they've defintely got the look. From Rock & Roll Queen to Oh Yeah to At 1AM, they covered their entire debut album, Young For Eternity. They even threw in some new tunes, one of which was ironically (or not so much) entitled, California. Alternately belting out lyrics about teen angst and love, Billy Lunn (guitars, vocals) and Charlotte Cooper (bass, vocals) are a great match. Not to mention that Charlotte's crazy stage antics rival that of only Nashville rocker Jemina Pearl of Be Your Own Pet.

The Subways' pop/punk/rock sound has catapulted them from indie to mainstream appeal in no time. Watch for their highly anticipated album next year. I won't be surprised if these cats are around for a long, long time.