The Swell Season: The Room was Full of Honesty

The room was full of honesty.

I don’t know any other way to describe it.

Many weeks ago I bought two tickets to see The Swell Season play the Keller Auditorium. The only seats I could get were near the back, Row DD, but I’m lucky I got those because the concert was completely sold out in a matter of days.

Tonight I sat in Row DD in the aisle seat. At the opposite end of my row was my friend Jim (yes, just a friend), the first person I saw the movie Once with, back when it first came out in theaters.

Seated next to me was my ex boyfriend. Yes, my ex. Why did I bring him? Because when I bought the two tickets I bought them for us. When we broke up a few weeks back I told him I had given his ticket away, but the truth is I couldn’t give it away (literally or figuratively). I tried! I asked a lot of girlfriends. I asked my son Ashton. No one could go. So, I swallowed my bitterness and my pride and asked him if he’d like to go. Despite the fact that we had broken up, he was still the person I wanted to share the experience with.

So there I sat, in the same row with the first friend I had ever seen the movie with, and the last friend I had ever seen the movie with. Out of thousands of people, there we were.

Down in Row P was my friend Michael and his girlfriend Jody. Once was the first movie they had seen together.

What does this all mean? It means that the room was full of honesty. Every single person in that auditorium was there because the movie or the music had touched their lives in some way. For Michael and Jody it was happy memories of a first movie date. For me it was bittersweet.

For Joseph (a guy in the audience), it was a chance meeting with Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova on a Portland Street this afternoon that turned his dream into reality tonight, when Glen asked him to come up on stage and sing a song. He chose “Brandy” and we gave him a standing ovation for having the guts to live his dream.

Yes the room was full of honesty…and music…and friends…and in the words of Glen Hansard it was “fucking brilliant!”

Falling Slowly

Glen Hansard – Falling Slowly Lyrics

I don’t know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
Always fool me
And I can’t react
And games that never amount
To more than they’re meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You’ve made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can’t go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I’m painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It’s time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You’ve made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You’ve made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I’ll sing along

Lies

Glen Hansard – Lies Lyrics

I think it’s time, we give it up
And figure out what’s stopping us
From breathing easy, and talking straight
The way is clear if you’re ready now
The volunteer is slowing down
And taking time to save himself

The little cracks they escalated
And before you know it was too late
For making circles and telling lies

You’re moving too fast for me
And I can’t keep up with you
Maybe if you slowed down for me
I could see you’re only telling
Lies, lies, lies
Breaking us down with your
Lies, lies, lies
When will you learn

The little cracks they escalated
And before you know it is too late
For making circles and telling lies

You’re moving too fast for me
And I can’t keep up with you
Maybe if you’d slowed down for me
I could see you’re only telling
Lies, lies, lies
Breaking us down with your
Lies, lies, lies
When will you learn

So plant the thought and watch it grow
Wind it up and let it go

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