Under a young moon

Maybe I should worry. I went to a show the other night, and yet again, I felt like I was among kids. Not simpering hipstery ones this time, but rather fresh-faced Midwestern types, happily bouncing along to a band that I enjoy like guiltless candy. The performance was a bit of let down. Some bands bring to the stage like college kids who don't really know how to command it. That's OK. I was in good company. Walking out, I looked at the moon, and thought of this boyish-voiced track.

The Microphones - The Moon