I saw Ratatat last night. They were fucking amazing (despite the Budweiser ad video going on behind them half the time, mixed halfheartedly with some of their album art at points). Upon seeing them play live, I’ve decided it’s impossible to ignore the fact that Mike Stroud is Jesus.
EXHIBIT A: I am an atheist. Seeing Ratatat play live made me believe I might have died, heaven might actually exist and heaven is in fact a Ratatat show with free beer.
EXHIBIT B: Grown men and women were crying and powerless against the music. It was like watching a televangelist, where people are feeling “the spirit” and being healed. People were shaking and passing out and reaching their hands up towards the band like those creepy religious right people. People could not control their bodies anymore as soon as the band started playing. I saw a man in a wheelchair become unparalyzed and dance. OK, not that last part.
EXHIBIT C: The visual comparison between Mike Stroud and Jesus is undeniable.
Note: Kind, dark brown eyes that portray a heavy heart and mind, yet filled with infinite wisdom. Beards/mustaches. Exact same scruffy, shoulder-length hair (Stroud updates the look with bangs). Rays of light shooting from behind their earthly bodies.
EXHIBIT D: Have Jesus and Mike Stroud ever been seen in the same room at the same time? EH? EH?
