I don’t need a reason for anything I feel…

This band.

I love them.

So.

Fucking.

Much.

We drove over nine hundred miles to see them in concert. I couldn’t muster the mental fortitude to see them locally at the State Fair on Labor Day, but Colorado, Red Rocks, (and Andy Grammer, let’s be honest) got me to drive 1800+ miles for them. The band’s performance that night mixed with the energy of a crowd of 6000-some-odd people belting out every word along with them was probably the closest thing to a religious experience I’ve ever had in my life.

You heard me.

And hey…there are two videos they put out that were filmed at Red Rocks, so technically Bob and I are in two Train videos. (And I can’t watch them without getting all weepy every gaddamn time.)

Two tiny blue Caboose-hoodied specks in a crowd of thousands on the side of a mountain.

ALLOW ME MY DELUSIONS!

It’s been two years this week since Bob and I made that road trip. And by pure coincidence, they released a new album on the same date we started our trip.

And it is awesome.

In a lot of ways it’s a departure from their previous albums, incorporating some different sounds, but on the whole, it’s still very much TRAIN. And Pat Monahan’s voice still hits me in all the right music-loving places.

I’m a little sad that Scott left the band (BLUE EYED DRUMMER!) leaving only Pat and Jimmy as the remaining members of the original five. But at least he apparently left on good terms.

There are a lot of fantastic lyrics on this album, but right now I’m partial to the title track Bulletproof Picasso and the line “I don’t need a reason for anything I feel…

That pretty much sums up my obsession/fixation/adoration/unadulterated love of music.

And this band.


(Train … Bulletproof Picasso)


(Train … Angel in Blue Jeans)

Bulletproof Picasso
Train

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