AC cranked, mood crankier. After a nine-hour bartending shift with no air conditioning available, I couldn’t wait to feel the cool breeze from the swaying Marymoor Park trees graze my skin and only have to endure a spackle of the sunshine beating through. Marymoor is a quintessential outdoor venue for many reasons. Upon arrival, the event staff immediately directs you to your $5 parking spot and then it’s just a short and comfortable walk to the actual venue. (Seattle and Tacoma venues would be $20, four blocks away, and with scammers heckling you the entire time). Family friendly, allows you to bring your lawn chairs and outside food, multiple food trucks, and a plethora of beer gardens with hasty lines. What more could you ask for? The park staff take such pride in the park its quite impressive a really makes for a positive experience.
Once we were finally settled, we rushed to the front of the stage for the first band, Phases. Their sound immediately reminded me of Portugal. The Man and motivated me to dance along with the crowd. As far as their performance went, the lead singer Z Berg made her way into the crowd as I made my way up to the front of it. Her interaction with the fans in the crowd was awesome, which I believe always makes for a memorable concert. Phases definitely set the tone for the rest of the show.
Second on stage was a local Seattle band that goes by the name, Pickwick. Now, I have to be honest, I had no idea who Pickwick was going into their set and I’m slightly bothered I had not heard them sooner. I would have to describe them as a soulful twist of Arctic Monkey’s with a hint of The Black Keys. Their performance, as well as sound, was flawless. Galen Disston’s voice is smooth and frankly a bit enchanting. (I developed a bit of a crush so maybe I have a bit of a bias too). I’m a sucker for a horn instrument so when they stated that they added an entire horn section – I was definitely giddy. What did I really learn though? Guitarist Michael Parker had sound advice after apparently breaking both legs;” Don’t drink and stairs, people.” We’ve all been there at some point, right? They represent Seattle well.
Now, for the spunky soulful pop sounds of Fitz and the Tantrums. This was my second time seeing them preform this year and I would see them again if given the opportunity. If I had to give them their own genre classification, I would call it ‘perfection.’ Okay, that may be a bit cheesy, but Michael Fitzpatrick and Noelle Scaggs are a force to be reckoned with. Their lyrics are relatable and you actually feel that when they perform. I get exhausted just watching them dance and move around and I’m pretty sure I’m half their age. Fitz and the Tantrums are a definite must-see and are one of, if not my favorite, concerts I have attended thus far. They are the type artists that when they say ‘You could be anywhere in the world but you chose to be here” you can feel their gratitude and are joyous that you had the opportunity to be. The crowd for Fitz was the most diverse as far as age was concerned. Ages ranged from young pre-teens to seniors who all managed to dance along beaming with nothing but pure contentment. Those are the artists who make a difference; the one’s who touch lives and make you glad you are where you are at that very moment.
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