I woke up this morning with Grizzly Bear stuck in my head. Actually, "stuck" isn't quite the right word, because the experience was far from unpleasant, and it's more like I woke up and the song that was soundtracking my dreams was still floating around in my head, carrying over like just another symptom of the first ten minutes of wakefulness, like a heavy head and the imprint of a pillow on your cheek and long, lingering yawns.
It's weird to think that I lived a life without Grizzly Bear up until four months ago or so - a world where Grizzly Bear was around, but we seemed to run in parallel circles (their music, my taste) that didn't seem to cross. But intersection was in the cards, and it came in the form of Veckatimest. I pressed play that day knowing that I never loved Yellow House and that I never quite got the band, but my wall of un-anticipation crumbled the very first moment "Southern Point" began. "Where have I been? How have I not loved this from the beginning? How has Grizzly Bear not changed my life before this moment?"
Because, cliched as it may sound, Grizzly Bear has changed my life a little bit this year. They've made me fall back in love with music, for one thing - of course I'll always love music but I hadn't felt the kind of giddy butterflies and quiet, adoring appreciation that comes with true love (as opposed to just musical infatuation) in what seems like a long time. There were weeks that went by where I barely even looked at another record, I just sat, rapt and attentive, listening and wondering how the band could achieve this kind of art-bordering-on-perfection that seemed light years beyond anything I could even imagine. I would listen and be thankful that something like this exists in my lifetime, when the well of beautiful surprises was long drained by the Beach Boys and the Beatles and a thousand other bands that came before. And if it sounds like I'm waxing poetic, it's because I am - I'm in love.
And as we all know, love is all about timing. For some reason I wasn't ready for Yellow House when it was released (although now when I revisit that record, I wonder how that's possible, because it's so stunning I think I must have been in a coma), but somehow, the stars aligned just in time for me to meet up with Veckatimest. And aligned just in time for me to go to SXSW, where I saw one of the most breathtaking performances in my life when Grizzly Bear performed in the Central Presbyterian Church. I'm going into Bonnaroo knowing that the magic of that evening can never really be matched - perfect setting, perfect acoustics, my first live taste of the band - but Grizzly Bear is still one of the top bands I'm looking forward to seeing at this week's festival. No wonder I'm dreaming about them.
"While You Wait For the Others"
"All We Ask"
Grizzly Bear will play the this tent on Friday from 5-6:15 p.m. Check out the full Bonnaroo schedule on the official Bonnaroo website.