Mumford and Sons

My insides have been captured (dare I say raptured) by four lads from West London. It happened in high school the first time I heard Dave Matthews. It happened in college the first time I knowingly heard Miles Davis. It happened in my late 20s when I saw MuteMath in concert. Music reached into my gut, somehow grabbed my heart, spine, and all things core and shook me awake. It was instantaneous and mysterious. Call me melodramatic if you like. It happened. And will continue to happen.

Music has an odd brawn to it. My friend, Jim Zartman (the one who passed the band onto me) phrases it like this, "Music has a power to touch us beyond the surface when it is done well. There is a reason why people have sung to God together for all of time. Music is the best medium for a shared experience that is purposeful, emotional, and intentional." Mumford and Sons (according to their bio) set out in 2007 to make music that matters. The intensity and passion you feel in their lyrics and sound is intoxicating. This bit from their bio sums it up, "They have fire in their bellies, romance in their hearts, and rapture in their masterful, melancholy voices." I hope to see them live someday, somewhere in the UK, sharing a pint with my Irish friend, Jason.

(if you hate the F word skip the first video)