I will watch one of their very last gigs, part of their last tour. My main minor bother is that I have not listened enough to their last two records, they are nowhere near as internalized as they could be. On the other hand, I would imagine a last tour has a good deal of all the great stuff attached to my heart with various hooks and strings. It will be a great evening, that is for sure.
Kent was the first band I felt really spoke to me, helped a lot by the lyrics being in Swedish. There was just no way around the words and the emotions, they hit me head on, made me dive in and feel.
I feel completely fine with this story ending here. I am not sure why, but I do. As endings go, this will be a good one, and I am happy to have got so much from the story while it lasted. What feels strange is that suddenly, the catalogue of Kent records will be history. A single, static thing, a sequence with two clear end points. How will it feel different five years from now, when the later records can sort of catch up to the older ones in listens without new creations coming in and altering the perception?
I do not know, but I look forward to that story too.
But first: Friday. There is still a piece or two left to place before the end.