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...Because that's just what the concert at the Tweeter Center was: an amazing night of good music. Age be damned, R.E.M. put on an energetic and mind-blowing show. The proof was in the writhing mass of swirling bodies and hoarse voices screaming the lyrics aloud. The band fed right off of this enthusiasm and ended their tour with an incredibly high-kicking, electrically charged show...
...modern rock bands of today, I hope you all have been paying close attention to this concert and this band, because raw rock talent like R.E.M. comes around once in a millennium. They haven't resorted to exhortations of violence or kitschy and cutesy covers or amalgamations of genres to survive. Blink and you'll miss most rock music, but R.E.M. and their rapid eye movement have perfected the skill of slowing down to remember the past even while hurtling forward into the future...
...never mind my personal suffering. Without any bias whatsoever (I'll try to be an honest reporter for a moment), the Backstreet Boys delivered an energetic and completely spellbinding show. The concert struck like an avalanche, as the boys emerged from the sky (they might as well been "gods" descending from the heavens to their shrieking fans) amidst smoke, light and thundering fireworks to the opening score of Star Wars. They followed their "Larger Than Life" opening with other Millennium debut material, each song displaying a harder and edgier sound than their older hits. Likewise, the choreographed dancing and effects...
...After the romantic set, the concert's ending was fast-approaching, and the sudden thought of losing sight of these precious souls welled a knot of desperate sadness in my throat. I had to do something, I had to get closer. So I decided to relocate illegally towards the front row. As confetti rained down during the closing numbers, I pushed and shoved, paving my path towards five kindred spirits. Then disaster struck. Darkness fell upon me as I realized that the boys were bowing their final farewells as I had just reached the front. The lights went...
...utter awe, I stood inside the concert auditorium for a good ten minutes after the show. I then proceeded to collect the silver confetti lying on the stage in front of me. In silence, teddy-bear in hand, I walked towards the T, trying to avoid a flood of tears. They came anyway. I--a Harvard student (a premed for that matter!)--am a teenybopper. An unashamed, ecstatic teenybopper...