My Experience at the Mt. Joy Concert
By Madison Serapilio, Features Contributor
This Monday, I took time out of my studying to go to a Mt. Joy concert, which in retrospect probably wasn’t the best idea, but it was definitely worth it. Before continuing, there are some things to keep in mind: 1) Before the concert I only knew about two Mt. Joy songs and 2) The tickets were only $35 and it was right downtown, so there was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity. The venue, Asbury Hall, is right by the Pearl Street/Fountain Plaza area, and it’s an old, renovated church; if it weren't for the line of people outside, I probably would have thought we were in the wrong place. I must admit, I was a bit nervous while on the metro because it was only my second concert ever (unless you count the lilac festival in Rochester), but once we got inside and got settled it was very easy to tell that the rest of the night was going to be amazing. Going into it, I had never heard of the intro artist, Amy Allen, but she was so good (to say the least). She had a stunning stage presence and she put the crowd in such an amazing mood; Amy Allen most definitely set the stage for the rest of the evening. By the time Mt. Joy came on, my friend Chloe and I had already seen our high school coach and someone we knew from Canisius, and I probably couldn’t have been happier. To add to that, we were so close that we could see everyone on stage almost perfectly, aside from the incredibly tall person in front of me. My favorite part of their performance was when they mixed one of their songs with the Grateful Dead song “Fire on the Mountain” because even though the energy was already immaculate, it somehow got even better.
The reason I wanted to write about this is because Mt. Joy is absolutely amazing (everyone should listen to them, especially if you listen to the Lumineers or The Head and the Heart) and it was probably the most fun I’ve had all semester. From running to the venue because we were so cold, to dancing with a stranger at the end of the night, I couldn’t have wished for a better concert. I felt so confident and carefree; it definitely reminded me that there’s more to life than grades, 5k times and worrying about what other people think of you. I’m not sure if this is when I start transforming into a hippie, but all I know is that I really have to talk myself out of dropping out of college to pursue van life. Anyways, everything about Monday night was perfect, and I will definitely hold onto these memories for as long as I can.