The night of Meg Myers’ sold out show at Mercury Lounge, the air conditioner in the showroom was seemingly broken. Fans from all walks of life were pressed against each other as they tried to get as close to the stage as possible – everyone was wearing everyone else’s perspiration. The last time I saw Meg was too long ago, back in the summer of 2014 during the New Music Seminar conference. I had no idea who she was but once she took the stage at the now defunct Marlin Room, I didn’t ever want to forget her.
Meg recently released three new singles off of her upcoming sophomore album Take Me To the Disco – “Numb,” “Take Me to the Disco,” and her newest single “Jealous Sea.” The album comes out on 7/20 and I cannot be more excited to get immersed in her emotionally driven lyrics.
Opening the show that night was Brooklyn based songstress Soren Bryce. Soren just recently put out her debut album, Discussions With Myself – a trippy etherial pop album that leaves your emotions dancing in space. That night though, most of the songs Soren showcased were even newer than the ones that came out a week prior and had a completely different musical vibe to them. Imagine the growly rasp of Margaret Glaspy’s voice but if she played surf rock, that’s what Soren was throwing at me that night and I fell absolutely in love – I can’t wait for her next musical endeavor to come to fruition.
It’s so easy to get lost in the depths of Meg’s dark world. Her words bite, hard. Her songs are ones that can be used to amplify any extreme emotions you may be feeling, shaking that wall you need to break down. There’s a sense of urgency in the way her voice almost disappears as her screams reach as high of a pitch as the high note that the character Christine hits in “The Phantom of the Opera.” There was even one audience member who shouted that they lifted weights to Meg’s songs – seems appropriate.
“We love you but not the assholes these songs are about,” someone else shouted from the crowd, referencing Meg’s lyrics full of heartbreak and excruciating pain. Meg laughed and took time to thank the “assholes” because they got her to where she is today.
Meg’s energy on stage was on a non-stop climb the whole time even though as she continued to exert herself more and more her hair became more and more matted to her face. She growled and hissed. She showed her claws. She crouched down on the stage, hunching her back like a distressed feline. But there were also the quiet moments too, like when she cried at the end of her soon-to-be-released song “Some People,” that took my breath away. It was a grand display of emotion that was so raw that my insides felt like they were twisted in a knot in empathy.
By the time the show was over, a mini rainstorm had covered the streets outside in puddles of water while inside Mercury Lounge, everyone, especially Meg, had created their own puddles of sweat.
Article: Merissa Blitz