All you need is love 

click to enlarge This piece by Jean Jullien went viral hours after the attacks. We'll have an interview with Jullien on soon. - JEAN JULLIEN
  • This piece by Jean Jullien went viral hours after the attacks. We'll have an interview with Jullien on soon.
  • Jean Jullien

When I was in college, I kept a list of every band I saw live. By my senior year, it stretched well into the hundreds, courtesy of four years of living in Bloomington and four summers of going to festivals.

Somewhere, I lost track. After I took this gig as music editor, I've attended show after show after show, dozens of festivals, what seems like millions of showcases.

And I've loved every minute.

Every set. Every song. I've loved being a part of every buzzing crowd before a show, every huge unified clap before an encore. Even almost-empty shows, where it seems like it's just me, the band and the bartender. To me, live music is like a B12 shot – an injection of hot, pure joy.

On Friday, when news began to break of shots at Paris' Le Bataclan, I instead felt icy dread. Things got worse from there: attackers took the audience hostage, police invaded, explosive belts were activated, then it was all over. Eighty-nine dead in the Bataclan, where hours before a sold-out crowd had packed in, excited and buzzing like any of the hundreds of shows in dozens of venues I – and probably you, dear reader – have been to before.

The band onstage that night, California's Eagles of Death Metal, were able to escape offstage when the shooting started. A crew member, merch manager Nick Alexander, was one of the 89 killed. So were Universal Music Group's Marie Mosser and Thomas Ayad. As hours passed, stories, of people diving over friends to cover their bodies from bullets, of crowd members playing dead and escaping the carnage, spread out through various news channels in the last few days. God only knows what stories of terror we'll never hear from that night.

We live in a world where this isn't uncommon. Since January 1, there have been 28 terrorist strikes where more than 40 people have been killed. This weekend, in almost concurrent attacks, 43 were killed in Beirut and 26 in Baghdad — all in attacks claimed by ISIL. The world is on fire. Here at home, we've watched as schools, movie theaters and churches have become scenes of mass shootings. In response, we've yelled at each other on Twitter and witnessed explosive and ultimately meaningless speeches by politicians at every level. This is our new reality. This is life in 2015.

So why did this hit me so hard?

I guess music venues have become a sacred place to me over the years. A place to experience pure joy en masse. A place to escape the Twitter yelling and political rhetoric and pervasive garbage that filters into every screen and over every airwave. When they're at their best, spaces like Le Bataclan – the Vogue, the Murat, the White Rabbit, all of these spots I hold so dear – are pure joy zones.

I don't have any answers, but I know Mike Pence's response to shut down Hoosier borders to Syrian refugees is definitely NOT solving anything, and is in fact just perpetuating Islamaphobia and propagating hate against those already living here. (For more on that, go here.) I have no idea the best course of action for making our schools, our movie theaters, our libraries, our churches, our music venues safe again.

But the icy dread began to melt a bit on Monday.

MP Cavalier, perhaps inspired by the anonymous Parisian pianist who hauled a baby grand in front of Le Bataclan not even 12 hours after the horrific events in Paris and without speaking played a beautiful version of “Imagine” organized a singalong Monday night at the Grove Haus. As rain came down in sheets, a small but mighty band of local musicians led by Steve Fulton gathered inside the Haus to sing together a simple song together in a building much smaller than the Bataclan, but no less beautiful.

“All You Need Is Love,” you may remember, was the very first global satellite telecast. On June 25, 1967, the BBC program Our World connected studios across the world and in the show's central segment, the Beatles played “All You Need Is Love” for an audience across the country. That historic event is the basis for Global Beatles Day, a celebration of all things Beatles founded locally by Faith Cohen.

The song choice for that evening – and let's be real, every day – was perfect. And for a moment, I felt that joy again.

All you need is love. (Steve Fulton, and Grove Haus singers MP Cavalier, Just Trev, Carrie Bone Ortwein, Mark Ortwein + more. An uplifting start to the week.

Posted by Kat Power Coplen on Monday, November 16, 2015
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy

Nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy

All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need

Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love

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Always looking for my new favorite band. Always listening to my old ones, too. Always baking cakes. Always collecting rock and roll dad quotes.

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