Metavari live at Beaver Falls Coffee & Tea Company
If you've ever seen the documentary, Heima ... picture that (only 1/100 as brilliant since we're talking about us rather than Sigur Rós) in a small town in the hills of Pennsylvania. Clean air, spring in full bloom, canyons and hills just beyond every string of houses, small shops and businesses on every corner, and an old home whose first floor is dedicated to the town's finest coffees and teas. Wood floors, tall ceilings, an old piano, a black lab named "Abraham" who sits at the landing of the flight of stairs up to the second floor ... and us ... setting up for our performance in the BFC&T living room. Just in front of the piano. By the time we were ready, the room was filled with who would later be all our friends in Beaver Falls. The live visuals were projected onto a far wall, one PA speaker on top of a bookshelf, the other on top of the piano. We were all inches away from one another. Intimate and, like in Heima, seemed to be just another performance among the local music lovers of Beaver Falls. After the show, we left everything in the living room and moved to the front yard. A fire pit kept our faces illuminated into the night while we laughed and talked until we couldn't keep our eyes open.
The evening was too perfect for any of us to remember to take any photos or video. You'll have to watch Heima ... and then watch Home Alone. It was probably somewhere in between those two.
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