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I went to see Wild Beasts on Tuesday and no exaggeration, it was the single most beautiful thing i have ever seen and my best gig so far by a mile. I introduced them to Beth and she liked them so we went and got our tickets early January and it was the best nine pounds i have ever spent. I was looking forward to it for weeks and weeks and it was no disappointment.
When they played Two Dancers (I) i was in shock, i stood there gawping at Hayden Thorpe not understanding how something like his voice can sound so beautiful and how amazing their music sounded. Beth said she looked over at me and i had a shocked, gawping expression on my face for the whole song. It is my most played song on iTunes so i was naturally looking forward to that one in particular but i had no idea it would have that affect on me. I should have been swaying, singing along- but instead i stood completely still, clutching the barrier in front of me, staring at Hayden, eyes wide and mouth open. I'm no 'gushy wushy fan girl' who screams and cries when my favourite band comes on stage but i could have shed a tear during that song. It's a beautiful song anyway and it was just so great live- just indescribable. The actual set was average but their music is just amazing, like nothing else, overwhelming. I think my love for the gig was purely because i appreciate their music so much and it sounds (again) beautiful. I could have sang along to the songs but only got going during Clairvoyants, All The Kings Men, Devils Crayon and Hootin' & Howlin' because i was just registering what an amazing thing i am stood directly in front of. I've never gone to see live music similar to Wild Beasts, its usually upbeat and energetic stuff that i can jump to and get bruises that i can count, but my god, Wild Beasts was just something else all together.
I held eye contact with Hayden Thorpe and made him laugh by shouting and declaring my love for him which probably contributed to my love for the night. It just felt right to shout there and then.
The crowd demanded an encore so we got to see an extra four or five songs, Hooting and Howling was especially good, it left me on a high. When i got home, i climbed into bed, laid there staring at my ceiling just thinking about the whole gig, how amazing it was and how lost for words i was. I shed a tear, just one. I know it sounds lame, but the gig was like no other. No words can describe it but i've given my best shot.

Wild Beasts - The Fun Powder Plot.
I'm not sure why it gets quieter and then normal again...