Hold on, if you can, be strong

On Wednesday, Ro and I received an early Christmas gift: we won tickets to an exclusive Twin Atlantic show at the Rivoli (so exclusive, you couldn’t even buy tickets, you could only win them).

The Rivoli is teeny – about 200 people capacity maximum – but this worked well for our purposes, since we ended up standing right in front of the stage – so close, Sam McTrusty almost smacked Ro in the head with his guitar (there was still about a foot of space, but he came awfully close at one point).

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Our view of the stage!

There were two opening bands, both “local” (one from Newmarket, the other from St. Catharines). The first, Bordeen, reminded me of some other band, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. The nearest I could come up with was Imagine Dragons, but not on the same anthemnic, stadium-playing level.

I liked the next band, Cardinals, a lot more. I dubbed them a clever combination of Fools and Worthless Liars-era Deaf Havana and Wild & Free-era A Rocket to the Moon (super specific, but that was all I could think of during their set). The drummer played on solo on literally every available surface, including climbing off stage and tapping some beer glasses. They were a lot of fun!

Then, of course, the moment we had anxiously been waiting for (we entered the contest in early November and had been holding our breath until we got our confirmation emails on Tuesday): TWIN ATLANTIC.

Craig, Sam, Ross, and Barry.

I’m really surprised I haven’t talked about Twin Atlantic yet. They’re a Scottish band (from Glasgow) who we first discovered in early 2012 when they opened for – wait for it – You Me At Six (I’ve said it before: 90% of what I talk about comes back to YMAS). We loved them immediately – I mean, how can you resist Sam’s Scottish accent?? – and have seen them one other time (Warped ’12) (not including that time we randomly met Sam at the Biffy Clyro show in October last year), but have been waiting for them to come back, especially after they released their latest album this year, The Great Divide.

There were certain songs that we desperately wanted to hear live from the new album – “Heart & Soul”, “Hold On”, “Brothers & Sisters” – and let me tell you, they did not disappoint.

Opening with “I Am An Animal” was a great choice – while it’s not our favourite TA song, it was the perfect song to get the crowd moving and really set the tone for the rest of the set. Because we were so close, as soon as the bass kicked in, we knew we wouldn’t be able to hear once we left (heck, I’m not sure if I’ve even recovered all my hearing now). From there, they went straight into “Hold On” (my favourite off of The Great Divide) and “Fall Into The Party”, and, well, I just wanted to rage.

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Hoooooooooold onnnnnnn

…we can get together and RAGE.

They also played several songs off of 2011’s Free in the middle of the set: “Make a Beast of Myself”, “Edit Me”, “Free”, “Yes I Was Drunk”, even “Crash Land”, which I wasn’t expecting but loved nonetheless. And closing with “Heart & Soul” was an excellent way to bring it all together and left the crowd feeling like they had just witnessed something very special (or that’s how I felt, at least).

One of the great things about the show was how intimate it was. As I mentioned, we were literally front row, right beside the speakers. Because the venue was so small, there was no fun lighting or backdrops or anything: just us and the band and their instruments. As much as I love and admire the usual theatrics, it was sort of nice to attend a bare-bones type of show.

I don’t really know what else to say: Apart from feeling like a short set, there was literally nothing else to improve. Some people might have wanted to hear songs off of 2009’s Vivarium, but honestly I thought the setlist was perfect.

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If you haven’t listened to Twin Atlantic yet, please give them a shot. Standing around shouting “I SET MY BODY ON FIRE SO I COULD BE FREE” (in a Scottish accent, naturally) is one of the best ways to really feel alive.

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