Concert Review: Missyou Motivate Love At VNYL

Walking into a room full of fans, family, and friends of Missyou, it was hard not to feel like they are in the beginning of a great path. The Brooklyn band have studied what makes a radio hit feel authentic. In a music industry that demands artists package themselves before getting sold, Missyou have by making themselves appear like the ones to never sell out. 

Emo-grunge-pop is one way I would describe Missyou’s sound and style, especially in hearing new, upcoming tracks like “Anything.” From their literal wear to their sonic arrangements, they come off like a bunch of Brooklyn Boys with a garaged melody and a simple call: let’s freshen love. From “ Your Body” to “Know It All,” they, lyrically, confront how love needs to be revamped in how we approach and discuss its need; as if humanity does not fully understand its importance. To them, we treat love as if its mathematical give like, 2+2=4, rather than a spiritually higher choice. It is for this reason I found them “emo;” often using this term as more about the presentation of a sound rather than its style. 

Missyou sing to a needed, emotional revolution, which, to me, is what emo is all about. Sure, emos may be asking for life to be more colorful while rocking black, leather jackets, all-black gear, and long, scraggly jet black hair,  but it caught your attention; something Blaise Beynan does. In voice and presence, he is a charm; annotating notes like one would do a rousing motivational speech. He breaks verses for their point as if every hook, melody, and chorus is about landing to a conclusion. Yet, this important conclusion came from how they owned their private party. 

You may not think that kindness matters or acting present with people leaves an impact, but it does. The first thing I remember, now, about Missyou’s Blaise was that, when he passed me in a hall, he casually nodded and smiled like rare, good people do to strangers. If you are not a New Yorker then this does not feel revolutionary, but, in this city, it is. The last time someone random said “Hi” to me, I, immediately,  asked them if they were trying to sell me something. NO JOKE! Yet, seeing all of Missyou’s members talk with the crowd and hold conversations with an eagerness and openness to connect felt like a “how-to” on prosperity. For More Information On Missyou Click Here.