I’ve been to many concerts in my life. From the moment I saw Hilary Duff live at age seven and getting her autograph (which I unfortunately lost), I’ve been hooked. There’s something about completely losing myself in the music I love and connecting with the band that’s ridiculously addicting. To be put simply, concerts are my crack. So when I went to The Orwells concert last week, I didn’t think it’d be much different than the concerts I’d been to in the past. Boy, was I wrong. Seeing The Orwells live is essentially a religious experience. From the moment the stage crew brought out a couch onto the stage, I knew I was in for a treat.
Between opening up with “Dirty Sheets,” and closing with “Southern Comfort,” there was not a moment where someone wasn’t jumping off the stage, crowd surfing, or dancing on stage. Somehow, I ended up front and center, and quickly I realized that I was going to die from all the shoving, so I grabbed the two random girls next to me, and told them to sit on the stage with me. I spent the entire concert grabbing onto the amps so I wouldn’t fall backwards/making awkward eye contact with the tour manager with whom I had met earlier that day when I interviewed Mario Cuomo, the lead singer. Yeah, it probably wasn’t the most professional thing, but I think it was also the most fun I’ve ever had at a concert. I also had my Marilyn Monroe moment when I wished Mario a Happy Birthday into the microphone, because incidentally it was his 21st birthday that day.
When “Who Needs You,” started, the majority of the crowd jumped on stage and I’m pretty sure Mario was squished under a pile of girls on the couch, because after a couple seconds, there were no vocals except for the crowd singing along. At this point, I was just slamming onto Henry Brinner’s drum set‒totally offbeat I’m sure. What I’m trying to get to is this: Go see The Orwells live as soon as you can. They’re growing bigger by the second, and even though they don’t want to admit it, the larger the venue, the less interactive a show can be.
Here is my interview with a freshly 21 Mario Cuomo, where we talk about sexual harassment, current events, and the truth about playing live shows every night.
Pick up The Orwells’ latest album, Disgraceland.
For the band’s upcoming tour dates, check out their Facebook page.