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They were there the night the wall was drowned In the surging of that tidal crowd: An old world made new On the same holy ground.
The more you believe and the more you desire, and the more that you long for and wish for, and the more that you hope for, the greater the degree of pain you are potentially going to experience when you end up meeting a reality that doesn’t match that hope.
It was not immediately clear, however, if their eponymous, messianic leader himself would appear, as his name was crossed off the bill.
It seemed in his place stood an exposed Alex Ebert, with the somewhat intoxicated crooner intermittently grabbing at his throat ("You pull out the bone resting on top of your larynx, ‘cause when you strain your voice this thing tightens up and closes off your esophagus," he tells me).
[Laughs] The first singing demo I ever did I was 19 ‘cause I got to singing late, and I listened to the tape cassette on the way home and I started sobbing ‘cause I was so bad. And I kept going, you know, so I guess that’s the point; you just let that smart.
You let it smart, you let it hurt, and [you] keep going. There was no character to begin with, so why not kill him? If anything, and at most, Edward Sharpe was a vehicle for me to get to slough off whatever I had become up until that point, and to get back to or sort of allow my pure self to come forth into sort of a clean slate. ‘Cause the Edward Sharpe name had no history but, [Sighs] at the end of the day a name is just a name, you know?
" He removed his helmet, dropped it into the soft grass.
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For the first time ever, The Magnetic Zeros performed the still unreleased , in its entirety, imbuing the crowd – some of whom were given Phantom of the Opera-esque masquerade masks to obscure their identity – with a palpable sense of intrigue, despite one fan’s persistent requests for “40 Day Dream.” (“It’s like my “Free Bird,” Ebert joked.
“I was so full of shit then.”)Playful and intimate, Ebert sat on the stage edge or wandered through the audience at times, even occasionally referring to printed lyric sheets as the band stumbled vulnerably through this seminal step in the set’s lifecycle.
So eventually you cut that hope down to sort of match whatever you think the reality will be, but that’s a cowardly move because the only reason that you’re doing that is to avoid the pain of that fall.
[Smacks hands together] So when I say that if I had one thing to be I would want to be unrealistic it’s because I’m not well adapted to this reality.
So I think it’s time to sort of really explain it and one way to explain it is to just cross is out, you know? The entire first album for the most part was a wish.