Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word

How many times has the title of that song been appropriate for moments in our lives? I consider myself pretty good at spitting the word out but I won’t pretend it is easy. I don’t think it is easy for anybody, but I do personally feel it is better to say it that not.

One of my favourite bands of all time broke up recently few months back. I consider myself a pretty loyal guy and I stand by my bands and artists regardless of what anybody has to say about them. For some reason Barry and Jon Bon seem to be on the receiving end of a fair bit of stick recently and I cannot for the life of me understand why. Some folks owe them an apology. They have stood by me for years and in turn, I’ll repay their faith and support them. That’s what love is about. So, when I heard that The Killers had broken up a few months back, I felt pretty let down. What had I done to deserve that? It was harsh to say the least.

Thankfully, it seems a temporary break – a Ross and Rachel ‘break’. I was heartened by that news, coupled with the announcement that front man Brandon Flowers was going solo while the other boys took a break. Heartened but concerned. I’ve seen this happen so many times to good people. They get all carried away thinking that can go it alone and produce the goods, and fail miserably. I feared for Brandon I have to admit. Maybe I lost a bit of faith. Jon taught me to Keep It and maybe I lost it.

Brandon I apologise.

Sunday night, HJ and I went to see Brandon in Zurich, and Brandon nailed it. Great energy as you would expect from The Killers chap, but a slight twist of country and randomness meshed in. In a fabulously small and intimate venue called Kaufleuten, it was the perfect setting for a quality gig. The album, Flamingo, is a gem and I have yet to hear anybody say a bad word about it. My favourite tunes, enhanced by the gig, are Magdalena, Jilted Lovers & Broken Hearts and Hard Enough. No complaints about any on the album, and I recommend it.

So the gig was due to start at 8pm which was handy as the last direct train was set to depart at 10.04. Early starts for both of us this morning so it made sense. Well, my naivety and inexperience of these small venues and gigs was exposed. Brandon came on stage at 9.30, ten minutes before we had to leave for the train. Not only would it be a case of leaving early, but virtually leaving after two songs was not really an option especially given my recently tarnished reputation. So we bit the bullet and saw it through and rolled into bed at 2am, cream-crackered but happy. A great gig, and thoroughly enjoyable.

So Brandon and I are back on after our date last night. I feel a bit bad for any doubt I had. I cannot wait for the Killers to rekindle their magic, but solo Brandon is pretty darn good. He moves on to the UK soon, and I would recommend any folks to grab a ticket if you can. Brandon is even heading to Leeds for a gig at the O2 Academy – after my last blog about my library in Leeds, he thought he would make an appearance. And he is going to nail it.