That Moment.

If you’re an aficionado of live music, you must know that moment. You know, THAT moment.

I’ve posted about THAT moment before, when seeing Tom McRae live a couple of years ago, and at the time, said:

I had one revelationary moment. I love music – completely and utterly – but sometimes, it goes beyond a passion, and hurts. Actually, physically, hurts. And as Tom played “American Spirit”, I stopped moving. Stopped breathing. My chest hurt – hurt more than it had in a long time. And for five and a half minutes, I loved every agonising second.

Well, Ben Howard, March 2012, did the same thing to me. I went to see him at a little venue called the Academy here in Dublin, and for his first song, he caused me actual hurt.

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The song, “Depth Over Distance”, isn’t even on his album “Every Kingdom”. Instead, it’s the b-side (yes, I know what those are) to the single release of “Keep Your Head Up”.

As I watched, live, Ben sat on a high stool, his guitar across his lap, strings facing upwards, and he strummed and drummed on it, as he sang this utterly, utterly haunting song. And then…and then…and then…

In the song, it’s 3:22. Live, 4:16 in the video below.

Ben shows the true meaning of control in a singing voice – and left nearly everyone in the Academy feeling like they had been punched hard in the gut. It was hard to breathe. It was hard to feel anything but like screaming along in catharsis.

A song of realising that, although you might be in too deep, you’re willing to go ever deeper – whatever might come of it. And of asking someone else to come with you.

Depth over distance every time, my dear,
And this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods,
But it’s the roots that will bind us here,
To the ground

Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And I may be foolish to fall as I do
Still there’s strength in the blindness you fear
If you’re coming too
If you’re coming too

Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on

Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And everybody round here’s acting like a stone
Still there’s things I’d do, darling, I’d go blind for you
If you let go sometimes, let go sometimes, let it go
Just let it go sometimes

Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
Hold on, wait though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on

Depth over distance every time, my dear,
And I may be foolish to fall as I do
Still there’s strength in the blindness you fear
If you’re coming too
If you’re coming too

Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
To know this ride
To know this ride we’re on

Ben Howard – Depth Over Distance

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