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Jimmy Eat World: Clarity X 10 Tour @ Club Nokia, 3/5/09

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A lot of self-reflection and humility go into an anniversary tour. It takes a lot to look back at your career and say, "This album was our best album." or in other words "Let's just play the songs that people want to hear and forget about our new stuff, which isn't that great." I only wish more bands would do that (I'm looking at you, Brandon Flowers. Just stick to Hot Fuss, babe.)

Few of us manage to write just one good song, let alone a whole album, so when it happens it should be celebrated. Too many bands are ready to move on to the next album, failing to rejoice in the fact that they have created a classic. I mean, yes, exploration and creation is essential to being a musician in the first place, and I am not saying that bands should write one great album and then never write anything else. However, it's nice every once in awhile to give the people what they want.

And what the people want are the classics. In celebration of the tenth anniversary of their album Clarity Jimmy Eat World succeeded in selling out every single venue of their ten show tour across the US. Jimmy Eat World, who had a couple of good albums in the late nineties, but haven't been able to recreate any of that magic lately. But it was clear that the crowd on Thursday night thought that Jimmy Eat World could do no wrong.

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Like a mythical elixir of youth, music has this magical property to transform its listeners. Club Nokia was filled with people in their mid-twenties and thirties, who had listened to Clarity in high school and college. Before the show started they were a multitude of refined, respectable, individuals sipping on their drinks and making polite conversation. As soon as the first chords echoed to the back of the theater, ten years disappeared and we all turned into pimply-faced punks again. The business men took off the jackets, the ladies dropped their bags, and everyone partied like it was 1999. Time and space stood still, and the audience relived the album before Jimmy Eat World wrote The Middle which conquered the radio waves and obliterated their obscurity.