I’ve asked myself what it must feel like to be The 1975. A band who in their own right is not tied down by any means to genre, expectation, or influence. What does it feel like to be that self-actualized? Then it suddenly hit me as I watched them dance out on stage to a loud immersion of screams. It feels exactly the same as it does when you listen to their music and see them live. One minute you are in a world that’s uncertain and fearful and then the next you are taken over by euphoria, almost like you are walking on air and suddenly weightless. For the next hour or so, there was nothing left in me but love, freedom, and The 1975.

There’s something immensely inspiring about a band that doesn’t fit within a box, who make music to please themselves and their fans rather than the critics, industry leaders, and zombie hoard masses that would so desperately attempt to change them. I watched as the beauty unfolded upon the stage that night amongst a flood of magenta; Something so real and untouched by the music industry and popular vote’s greedy paws. Something that bloomed out of love, acceptance, and complete and utter freedom. Their show in Indianapolis was electric, inspiring, and a much needed reminder, for me especially, to be yourself no matter how often society might stick their nose up or roll their eyes at you for doing so. It seemed the crowd behind me got the memo much earlier than I did. In that moment, I wished I would have had a band like The 1975 to help me get through my teenage years. But the next best thing is discovering them when you are 24, a time when you can completely understand what it feels to be liberated of societal norms, only to answer to your own wants, needs, and advice for style, identity, or otherwise. That’s one of the reasons The 1975 are so near and dear to me. Seeing them live made it that much more clear that they are something that only comes around what seems every twenty years or so, and that hugely stems out of the fact that they transcend any form of categorization from age to genre to era.

Matt Healy danced feverishly back and forth, hips side to side, standing out in the sea of magenta in his red trench coat. His quirky and infectious personality can be felt in his performance as he adds in his own personal flair to the set. Nothing he does is a false representation of who he is as a person, making him one of the most relatable and honest performers of this day and age. You can’t help but seize the moment to the fullest along with him. The 1975’s recent and highly regarded release, I Like It When You Sleep, for You Are So Beautiful yet So Unaware of It, was celebrated over the course of the night with songs like “Love Me,” dancing into our ears. The crowd in front of The 1975 sang the words in a way that garnered respect not only to the lyrics of the songs but also the emotion(s) that drove them. Some fans had even travelled eleven hours to see their favorite band. The dedication of the fans only further amplified the experience, showing everyone in attendance just how profound of an affect The 1975 have had on both music and a generation.

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