About a week ago I popped in an old Five Iron Frenzy CD while I painted the basement and remembered how much I loved FIF. Loved the music. Loved the lyrics. Loved the concerts. They were my favorite band in high school and college, and if they hadn’t broken up they’d still be my favorite band (well, they could wrestle U2 for the top spot–which would be quite the battle: 8 on 4 in favor of FIF, and while Bono probably talks big but wouldn’t put up much of a fight, Larry and Adam look like they could crack some skulls).
I realized after enjoying a little nostalgia that I’ve yet to find my new Five Iron Frenzy. Aside from U2, no band has really come along where I enjoy their music as much as Five Iron Frenzy. I’ve discovered plenty of great music that I do like, but no group like Five Iron where I can devour every song on every album (OK, so FIF had a few duds, but I love most of their music).
I wonder if it’s because I’m getting old.
It seems like young people (I’m talking mostly teens here) have the ability to latch onto music with a voracious appetite. They’ll devour entire CDs and actually listen to them, picking up the lyrics and all the subtleties. That’s how I listened to music as a teenager.
Nowadays I’m too busy to sit down with an album and listen to it straight through while reading the liner notes. I don’t pick up on the lyrics and I rarely notice the subtleties. I don’t devour an album. It plays in the background while I do something else and I determine the good songs as being the ones that pulled me away from what I was doing to stop and listen for a second. I tend to tag those songs in iTunes so I can find them again and then rarely listen to the entire album again (and when I do, it’s in the same manner where it just becomes background noise again).
I also wonder if as a teen I was less discriminating. I mean, I liked Petra. I wasn’t exactly a music snob. Now it seems like something has to be especially amazing to grab my attention, and it’s very rare that a single band can do that more than a few times, and rarely over multiple albums. Teens in the youth group would latch on to new albums, buying the T-shirt and memorizing the lyrics. I’d just shrug my shoulders.
I kind of miss the Five Iron Frenzy days. I’m currently taking auditions for the coveted spot of my new favorite band.