Sondre Lerche has a way of being cute that’s a little bit infuriating. Not because it’s tiresome, but because every time he pauses between songs and talks to the crowd, I want to hug him, in the least creepy way possible. He has a way of talking to his fans as if they are his friends.
I guess what I’m trying to say is: the man has a lot of heart. When he sings, he sings with his eyes closed, as if it’s too painful to go through every lyric and every chord, as if it’s a struggle to even mold his lips around the syllables. His voice is more than beautiful, it’s heartbreaking, clear, resonant. With one guitar, he can do in a single set what most full bands can’t with one song—he pulls the crowd together, reduces us for a moment to what we really are: people. People in love and people in lust and people confused and people heartbroken—it's evident at the end of his set, when we are all thoroughly spent, and he smiles and introduces one more song, “Modern Nature.” The crowd sings the part of Lillian Samdall, and there’s no better conclusion. We're all for one moment connected to him, to his music, and to each other, and that's pretty awesome.
Maxwell's Setlist (via):
Good Luck
Airport Taxi Reception
Guess It's Gonna Rain
Two Way Monologue
Heartbeat Radio
Happy Birthday Girl
Dead Passengers
Pioneer
No One's Gonna Come
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Easy to Persuade
I'm a Boy (The Who Cover)
Words & Music
Sleep on Needles
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Modern Nature
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