This was it, the end of the road for The Get Up Kids. Three shows left and I was lucky enough to see them before they are no more. Maybe 10 years is a good time for bands to break up, maybe it's a limit to how much creativity they can pump out for their fans. None of the band members seemed upset that the band was breaking up, but damn it, I am. The show rocked, the crowd rocked. The last decade rocked. From buying their first album off the defunct cdnow, to listening to their cd alone in the college cafeteria, it seems like The Get Up Kids have always provided the soundtrack, or at least the theme music to a good part of my life.
So for us fans it ended here tonight, in the bowels of Webster Hall. In a sweaty corpus of emotion we said farewell. Farewell to the lions of our youth which may never roar as they once did. But we'll always have the albums, and for the lucky few we'll always have that balmy June night in New York City.
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