A very Crowded House
Last night I went to a concert by the New Zealand-Australian band, Crowded House. They have a fantastic stage presence – so it wasn’t just the music that was good - the way they interact with each other on stage made it a really memorable concert.
I’d seen Crowded House perform live once before, at Roskilde Festival, years ago.
What was different last night was not only the venue (Amager Bio is slightly more intimate than the dirt patch in front of the Orange Scene), but the audience.
We’d all paid money just to see Crowded House perform, so of course there were some very dedicated fans there.
As I scanned the audience, I couldn’t help pick out people that had to be New Zealanders or Australians among the many Danish faces, and we seemed to be quite strongly represented.
It struck me, standing in the middle of a sea of people that even though the accents of the band members, their charisma and lyrics are distinctly New Zealand/Australian, the band’s appeal extends way beyond those of us who share the same cultural background.
When they sung the opening lines of a song about the small North Island town where both the lead singer and my father were born, everyone was getting something out of it and really enjoying it.
That’s why I like going to concerts. They’re a cultural leveller.
I must remember to get to more.
