THE XX TERMINAL 5 NYC 2012

Pure joy; that’s what I felt that Thursday morning as I was getting dressed to go to work…as I danced in the hallways of my corporate job…as I trekked to 10th avenue to go see The XX.

This may be a weird place to start, but I will any way. Back in 2010 I had planned to go to Haiti after the earthquake. This would have been my first time going since I was 8 years old. However on the morning of my flight I had a complete emotional breakdown and did not make the flight. The country’s pain and suffering and my diasporic guilt was too much. Instead, my husband and I went to Puerto Rico. We needed to get away. I was in a daze for most of the trip, incredibly depressed and weak. But what I kept on repeat was the “XX” album. Maybe it was the ocean, maybe it was the island, but I slowly grew out of my depression and became head over heels in love with the band that helped me get through it.

So when that Thursday morning finally came, I was elated. My friend Cristina and I knew the show would be amazing, but what happened that night is indescribable. But I’ll try…

They opened with their latest song, “Angel.” The crowd sang in unison. They continued with songs from the debut record and the crowd continued with them. Emo music never felt so good. Men, boys, women…the scene was really beautiful. Halfway through the show Oliver let the crowd know that they were now going to play some new music. It was a treat. Base bumping, pounding, dropping, lights flashing, faces glowing, mouths smiling…we were one.

Love, Peace, and Nappynes,

Fredgy