With all the hype I gave this show and PWR BTTM, with the amount of words that wouldn’t stop spewing out of my mouth and fingers awaiting it to be January 25th, it turns out I was not wrong at all. I think I actually hyped up this show less than I should have, but no amount of words could give it justice.
Even if you were horribly depressed or just terribly anxious before you entered into Rickshaw Stop, the moment you walked, in you were welcomed and at ease. I rushed straight to the bathroom (which were all transformed into Gender Neutral bathrooms for the night) when I got in, to smother glitter on my face and the faces of my friends. Sharing the glitter with anyone who walked in and wanted to sparkle unapologetically. My goal of the night was just to enjoy these musicians around other people who loved them just as much as I do, to just be positive and unashamed.
Try the Pie started everything out by taking us into their arms and making it known that we were all home for the night. With strong withering vocals and soft rhythms on the guitar, Bean Tupou and company took hold of that stage on their own, and cradled our pains away. We just needed them in that moment, and in the breaks between songs we let them know.