fun. at the Peabody Opera House, 12/11/12: Review, Photos and Setlist
But was he better off with the Format, slapped onto the bill at a half-full club in Kansas City as part of a confusingly conceived benefit show to prevent genocide (a thing I actually witnessed just five years ago)? Or even as something else? I bet Nate Ruess would make one hell of an Elementary School teacher. Let's pick up those lyrics where we left off:
No. When I see stars, when I see stars, that's all they are
When I hear songs, they sound like this one, so come on
Oh, come on. Oh, come on, OH COME ON!
And we do.
Personal Bias: I love the Format and always thought of fun. as an act of resignation (Well, I guess let's just write really obvious songs and polish the fuck out of them. That's what people want, right?). Mea culpa: The show I saw last night was not the sound of selling out.
Notebook Dump: This show is 90 percent chorus and clap-along.
Overheard: The screams of several thousand teenagers who, if they didn't have a photo of Nate Ruess taped to the inside of their locker yesterday, they sure as shit will today.
fun. at the Peabody Opera House, December 11: Setlist
At Least I'm Not As Sad (As I Used to Be)
Why Am I the One
All the Pretty Girls
It Gets Better
We Are Young
You Can't Always Get What You Want (Rolling Stones cover)