|
Post by meesh on Mar 12, 2008 15:28:50 GMT -5
I'm sure everyone has a different story for how they heard about the band. Let's hear 'em!
In my case, I was in Indianapolis waiting in line for a concert (Mae/OK Go/The Fray) with my friend Amanda. Late that afternoon, two guys who looked like they were in a band came up to the line with an iPod. (Turned out it was JP and Benjamin.) As they got closer to us, we heard them explaining that they were a band from Wisconsin and were passing through town, so they decided to stop by the concert to do some promotion. After taking a listen on the iPod, we decided that we liked the tunes and each bought a CD. When we got home after the concert, we found out that they were playing a show nearby a few days later. We went, we loved it, and the rest is history, so to speak :-)
|
|
Andrea
Typical
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Posts: 23
|
Post by Andrea on Mar 12, 2008 16:44:13 GMT -5
My first WtL performance was November '07 at the Rath in Madison. I've been a fan of theirs from the beginning. I began as a fan of their previous incarnation as The Profits. In that case, I was walking through my res hall in Winona, MN & saw the guys setting up. They gave me a demo CD & said they were having a free show. I went, and the rest is history.
|
|
|
Post by amanda on Mar 12, 2008 16:52:21 GMT -5
I don't need to repeat what Meesh said obviously, but it was a great day So yeah, I'm curious to hear how everyone else found out about them!
|
|
devon
Pen in Your Hands
Posts: 53
|
Post by devon on Mar 12, 2008 17:05:05 GMT -5
i have pretty much the same story as michele and amanda, except it was a john mayer/ben folds concert and i met stefan and matt. i bought the cd right then and there, fell in love with it and went to their show a few days later. i'm so glad i did! a few months later we got a show set up at my high school as sort of a promotional thing for them. it was a national honors society fundraising event for a local food pantry, so admission to the show was either 5 canned goods or a monetary donation. it turned out wonderfully.
|
|
|
Post by briannaconway on Mar 12, 2008 23:56:20 GMT -5
Last summer, I made a road trip out to Milwaukee, WI with my best friend Laura. Bon Jovi, Daughtry, Guster and Dashboard were among the main reasons we went to the week long eargasmic music festival. Imagine our disappointment when Dashboard was so packed that we could barely see anything, (besides the sticky, shirtless swooping-emo-hair teenage boy pressing up against our backsides trying to get closer to the stage) let alone hear anything, (besides the high-pitched screams of teenage girls proclaiming their love for Chris Carrabba, and their apparent passion for wanting to have his children.) Crabby, let down, and annoyed, Laura and I finally gave up any hope we once had of seeing Dashboard. We began to mope around the Summerfest fairgrounds. With our buzzes wearing off, the smell of fair food and stale beer saturating the air, and a horrible cacophony of free stage bands still in their “garage phase” all playing at once, we were one more rude drunken Summerfester away from going home. And then our lives changed. Laura saw a young man she attended college with. He said he knew a guy that was in a band that had a stage for the evening and that we should check them out. Why the hell not, it was better than calling it a night. So we made our way to the stage and we were met with a pleasant surprise. These guys were actually pretty good! Our moods began to elevate. Who were these guys? They were unreal and had attracted a fairly large crowd. Upon the conclusion of a song, he thanked the crowd for coming. “Thanks for saying “f**k Dashboard” and coming to check us out instead.” (Dashboard who?) Before the show had even ended, I ran over to the merch table and purchased Heights of the Heavens. It was the only thing we listened to on the six hour drive back home to (maybe) St. Pa(aaaaa)ul (is a lie I tell myself to help me forget). We The Living was all we listened to at home, out on the lake, in the car, and at work. We simply couldn’t get enough. So, wanting more, we tracked down their MySpace and checked out their tour schedule. We ended up seeing them once a week for a month straight that summer right up until the day we had to go back to our separate colleges. And the rest is (what will soon become a terribly over-used line...) history.
|
|
karik
Pen in Your Hands
I want to tell you you're beautiful...
Posts: 67
|
Post by karik on Mar 13, 2008 1:41:50 GMT -5
My story is sort of complicated. It all started at a certain summer camp where a certain The Profits song was kind of a kitchen anthem. In the summer of 2006, I happened to be employed as staff in this said kitchen. The burned CD that had the kitchen anthem on it also contained the song "High Horse". So, coming to like the two songs on this burned CD, I decided by the end of the summer that I needed to keep my ears and eyes open and track down this band called The Profits. Well, low and behold, at the very beginning of the fall semester, I came across a sign on the UW-Milwaukee campus saying that The Profits were going to be playing at the Gasthaus (a sort of pub/eatery/venue in the basement of our student union). Interested in going, but not really wanting to go alone, I was relieved when my roommate and her friends asked me what I was doing the night of the show. I told them that I thought I might go to see The Profits but wasn't sure that I wanted to go alone. As it were, they too were going to the show and invited me along with them. It was that night, during that very show, that I first heard the name We The Living. And, as the the saying goes, the rest is history.
|
|
|
Post by amanda on Mar 13, 2008 12:01:48 GMT -5
Last summer, I made a road trip out to Milwaukee, WI with my best friend Laura. Bon Jovi, Daughtry, Guster and Dashboard were among the main reasons we went to the week long eargasmic music festival. Imagine our disappointment when Dashboard was so packed that we could barely see anything, (besides the sticky, shirtless swooping-emo-hair teenage boy pressing up against our backsides trying to get closer to the stage) let alone hear anything, (besides the high-pitched screams of teenage girls proclaiming their love for Chris Carrabba, and their apparent passion for wanting to have his children.) Crabby, let down, and annoyed, Laura and I finally gave up any hope we once had of seeing Dashboard. We began to mope around the Summerfest fairgrounds. With our buzzes wearing off, the smell of fair food and stale beer saturating the air, and a horrible cacophony of free stage bands still in their “garage phase” all playing at once, we were one more rude drunken Summerfester away from going home. And then our lives changed. Laura saw a young man she attended college with. He said he knew a guy that was in a band that had a stage for the evening and that we should check them out. Why the hell not, it was better than calling it a night. So we made our way to the stage and we were met with a pleasant surprise. These guys were actually pretty good! Our moods began to elevate. Who were these guys? They were unreal and had attracted a fairly large crowd. Upon the conclusion of a song, he thanked the crowd for coming. “Thanks for saying “f**k Dashboard” and coming to check us out instead.” (Dashboard who?) Before the show had even ended, I ran over to the merch table and purchased Heights of the Heavens. It was the only thing we listened to on the six hour drive back home to (maybe) St. Pa(aaaaa)ul (is a lie I tell myself to help me forget). We The Living was all we listened to at home, out on the lake, in the car, and at work. We simply couldn’t get enough. So, wanting more, we tracked down their MySpace and checked out their tour schedule. We ended up seeing them once a week for a month straight that summer right up until the day we had to go back to our separate colleges. And the rest is (what will soon become a terribly over-used line...) history. that's awesome you saw them at summerfest! Michele and I went to summerfest too, but it was a few days before they played - it would have been awesome to see though!
|
|
|
Post by Kristen on Mar 14, 2008 3:56:11 GMT -5
Matt actually found my dead deviantART page (linked in my profile) and emailed me with We The Living's MySpace page. I've been keeping up with these guys through the internet over the past few months and hoping for an Alaskan tour in the future.
|
|
|
Post by Carly on Mar 15, 2008 10:40:56 GMT -5
My We The Living tale goes back to the University of Wisconsin at Madison where I met JP as part of the Profits. We became friends, I became a fan, and a few months later I had the fortunate opportunity to meet Benjamin. Even after I left school there, I kept in touch with the boys and saw them whenever they played in NY. When We The Living came to be, I immediately fell in love with the music (and Matt because he's a sweetie, and now Jasper as well) and I've been promoting then ever since! I also get to hang out with them whenever they pass through NY, and they are great. Here is actually an article I wrote about their last visit to me! thepurchasebrick.com/articles/view.php?id=132
|
|
|
Post by blabber20 on Mar 15, 2008 10:46:52 GMT -5
Just so you all know, "Carly" is me, I just hadn't created the account yet when I wrote about my We The Living tale and posted the link to my article about them!
|
|
|
Post by meesh on Mar 15, 2008 15:43:12 GMT -5
I love how a lot of the stories involve meeting or seeing the guys purely by chance, or being in the right place at the right time. I love how things work out that way, because it makes me feel that everything really does happen for a reason. I still shudder to think of how different things would be if we hadn't gotten in line so early for that concert...
|
|
devon
Pen in Your Hands
Posts: 53
|
Post by devon on Mar 16, 2008 14:02:39 GMT -5
I totally agree Michele. I have to admit, I really didn't want to pay close to $40 just to see Ben Folds. But my friend begged me to go so she wouldn't be alone, and I'm so glad I did. Things would be drastically different if I would have skipped out on that concert.
|
|
|
Post by amanda on Mar 16, 2008 14:34:46 GMT -5
I totally agree Michele. I have to admit, I really didn't want to pay close to $40 just to see Ben Folds. But my friend begged me to go so she wouldn't be alone, and I'm so glad I did. Things would be drastically different if I would have skipped out on that concert. yes and we would have never met you at cicero's!
|
|
karik
Pen in Your Hands
I want to tell you you're beautiful...
Posts: 67
|
Post by karik on Mar 16, 2008 14:49:09 GMT -5
I know what you mean. I had pretty much made up my mind that I wasn't going to go if I had to go alone. If I hadn't been invited to go with near strangers, I probably wouldn't have gone to the show.
|
|
devon
Pen in Your Hands
Posts: 53
|
Post by devon on Mar 16, 2008 14:50:05 GMT -5
exactly! and hopefully i'll see you guys again when they come back there right? or maybe i'll just have to get a group of friends together and roadtrip out to where you two are. =]
|
|