Will and the People. That's who they were. And the more I listened the more I got hopelessly sucked into loving them. The slight folky sound mixed with indie mixed with a seemingly endless number of instruments used in their songs just created music that I couldn't help but dance to. And while people like them have had bursts into the mainstream (Passenger, Mumford and Sons etc) they've stayed modestly unknown in England, yet hold a fierce fan following nonetheless.
And while their music can be tragically depressing when you really listen to the lyrics, as soon as they step on stage they bring so much energy and good vibes (okay primarily Will (the singer) because he doesn't stop moving) that you don't even realise you're smiling at a song about feeling lonely. In fact, it's totally the opposite. You sing and dance to the songs as a means of being in that community. The stranger next to you becomes your best friend for five minutes while you both silently acknowledge it's okay to feel lonely sometimes but at this moment you've never felt happier and more surrounded by lovely people.
Last night marked the sixth time I've seen them, and I by no means intend it to be the last. Seriously, check them out if you haven't already. I'm always keen for more gigging partners.
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