Last night I had the singular pleasure of seeing Matt Pond PA in concert at Slim's. In spite of having to listen to the world's worst opening act in the history of music, Matthew Moon (no, really, the link is meant as a warning not a marketing opportunity), and the unfortunate last-minute cancellation of Youth Group's performance (due to inclement weather, which just makes Matt's perseverance all the more meaningful), I can't say anything bad about the concert. It was flawless.Slim's is an ideal venue and on a blustery Sunday evening, the crowd was relatively manageable and thinly spread. And, of course, Matt Pond, both funny and warm, is impossibly talented. His voice glided forth with an effortless and perfectly polished pitch, articulate and heartfelt at the same time. It is as if he always speaks with such euphonious tones (and minimal head movement). Though his songs suffer from a bit of the sameness curse, his style is so unique and his lyrics so new that he is destined to be famous...and, for the record, he's mine.
