So last night I saw The Gaslight Anthem play at the Stone Pony on the summer stage. The weather felt like remnants of the bullshit heat from the Faith No More show at the Williamsburg Waterfront in Brooklyn. Despite the bullshit heat and the stench of sweat and beer intermingling and the fact that we (my girlfriend who I affectionately and lovingly call mi Chula and I) got lost and missed the openers this was a damn good show. It's top 3 with no doubt whatsover.
Gaslight took the stage at 9 and opened with "American Slang" and played a nice mix of jams with slight focus on songs from The '59 Sound and American Slang records. Here's a link for their setlist: link, oh snap!
What else can I say? I love this band like I love The Clash except that The Clash are not my band. By the time I got onto The Clash they were disbanded and a memory for those that saw them rock in their day. They are band of an older generation and I feel that The Gaslight Anthem are my band because I've seen them rise to this level. Yes, I know I wasn't around when they played basements in New Jersey but I feel that their music, their lyrics are for my generation. I'm constantly thinking of the past and yearning for days of yesterday and a chance to relive my teenage years with the intent to try and fix a few things or to just relive them. Gaslight gives me that opportunity now that I reflect on it with an older gaze of maturity or I think it's maturity.
I love this band. Whenever I get married, I'll probably beg this band to play my wedding reception just because. Not to mention, this is a band that mi Chula and I both enjoy.
My only complaint is that they didn't play "I'da Called You Woody, Joe." Mi Chula was looking forward to it and was a bit bummed out.
Oh yeah, this was also my first time back to Asbury Park since the infamous New Jersey Metal and Hardcore Fest from 2003.
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