Yes, that is the name of one of their CDs. But it is also what you will get later in this post.
Death Cab is one of my favorite bands. I mean, one of those “if you only had to pick the catalog of a few artists to listen to for the rest of your life, I would pick them” bands. And I saw them last night for the fifth time at Chicago’s Petrillo bandshell – for the first time up close. Three of the other times, I have also seen them outdoors (Summerfest, Lollapalooza, and Millenium Park’s Pritzker Pavillion), but I have never been only six rows away from the stage.
And, although the Chicago Park District’s strict time limits on these outdoor shows prevented an encore, the band put on a good-humored and well-crafted set that did not disappoint. (And by Chicago Park District, I mean a scary-looking woman in a purple shirt who starting making cutting motions across her throat the minute the band left the stage.)
I think that tomorrow’s writing prompt will come from some favorite Death Cab lyrics – I haven’t done a lyrics-based Poetry Mixtape in a while – but, in the meantime, here are some photos from the show. Enjoy.
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