When I hear about 10-year anniversary shows; I immediately assume it’s a booking made knowing fine well it will sell well because, as we all know – people love to relive their youth no matter what age they are.
Given that I was a baby emo when YMA6 hit the scene, there was something that always made me wary of them. Maybe it was the lead singer’s left eyebrow that no one had shown him how to wax off yet. I thought they were a bad copy of the all the American pop punk bands I grew up to love.
And to an extent — they were. My early teen years I was full of angst, and found comfort in songs by blink-182, and basically, any band signed to Topshelf, Hopeless or Epitaph records. In my ignorance and discomfort; I thought — fuck these guys. They’re just copies of the bands I love, but English.
And for a young Scottish person, that made me even less inclined to engage with this band, I did know a lot of my friends who liked them when they got really into them, but didn’t really get the appeal. But don’t you think for a second that I would listen to the singles and have a belter in privacy to songs like Finders Keepers.
On stage, they actually said that they started a small label called Slam Dunk records and that led them to sign to EMI records. This, in turn, skyrocketed to where they are now.
This is what leads them to play the the hallowed hall of the Barrowlands Ballroom for two nights in a row.
Given that this was an anniversary show — I was like “oh, another one.”
I made it to the venue after a training session at work and had a massive panic attack.
Outside, the security staff and two girls who came all the way from Falkirk to my rescue in the venue area felt like my guardian angels that night.
When the show began….. FUCK ME.
Given that it was a decade since the release of an album that meant so much to so many — of course it was sold out — but I was able to see how from the front to the back of room was filled with people who were not only reliving their youth; but doing with their friends who grew up on the same music. It’s probably how they met. How they bonded. How their souls became intertwined — and still are ten years down the line.
The lighting set-up was incredible. There were four, massive LED screens that changed with every song they played. The drum kit cover was the same as the TOYC cover.
The caterpillar eyebrow boy I knew from my Kerrang! buying days is well and truly transformed into a great frontman.
With a combination of the lighting set up, the love, the joy, the camaraderie felt from the front to the back under the stars of the Barrowlands’ roof — I thought I felt: I’m, also, too young to die.
Not when there’s this much elation surrounding me.
This is what music is all about.
So hats off to Josh, Max, Chris, Dan, Mat.
They made it.
We all did.