Back to the Island 2025

Greetings from my first day back to "real life" after BTTI 2025! I slept for 12 hours last night and currently feel like I got run over by a truckload of Nyquil after working Hop Jam. I'm not hungover or suffering some contagious illness I picked up while traveling, I'm just too old to live my best life jumping around in a pool for two hours and then travel home on no sleep the next day without suffering the consequences. As I write this, I am exhausted and sore and happy, and I have absolutely no intention of learning my lesson.

Full Band Shows

I always show up at BTTI expecting at least one show to borrow heavily from whatever tour Hanson just finished. It makes sense logistically; content from the latest tour is always going to be the most polished sound without a ton of additional rehearsal, and there will always be fans at BTTI that couldn't make it to a tour stop. It's a fact that I expect and am fine with, but I always secretly hope they get that show "out of the way" on night one so I can move on to more out of the box territory for the rest of the event. I'm happy to report that this year there was no overtly themed Underneath Complete show, just a few tour highlights mixed in. Gold star from me this year on the music assortment!

The first night probably had the most singles, but I loved that it felt like things leaned more into the SIO era with "Make it Out Alive," "Thinkin' 'Bout Something", "Musical Ride," and "Give a Little." "Make it Out Alive" was my favorite of the night, though "Island In the Sun" featuring Phantom Planet was a fun surprise since I fully expected it to be LWEO the moment I saw them on stage.

Night Two felt like fan club night with songs like "Down," "Sound of Light," "Somebody that Wants to Love You," and the forever impressive "White Collar Crimes." I enjoyed all of it, but unpopular opinion time: "Voice in the Chorus" was my fave.

Night Three was the best in my opinion, and I don't think I'm biased just because I lucked out and got a great spot that night. It was a good mix of throwbacks, fan club songs, and fan favorites. I honestly loved the whole thing. "Cried," "Great Divide," and "You Can't Stop Us" would probably top my list if I had to make one. Seriously though, look at this spread of all the content they hit in one show:

(thanks, hansonstage)

By the end of all of the main shows and solos, they had performed TEN songs from Shout it Out including one of the bonus tracks, so I'm considering BTTI 2025 the unofficial SIO year. 📣 🙌

Zac's Solo

Listen, I love Zac. He is definitely in my top 3 favorite Hansons of all time (a joke, obviously, but no I'm not giving a real ranking). The guy is so talented that practically everything he sings ever sounds flawless, and I am truly rooting for his solo show to be my favorite one of these days so I can properly fangirl at a level he deserves. That being said, this was still not the year. I loved hearing "Save Me From Myself," but overall I would say the show was enjoyable without any major "wow" moments. I tried to ask myself what a fangirl-worthy Zac set would look like to me, because it hardly seems fair to say I want something different without being able to identify what would get me excited.

So I went over to hansonstage and looked at the Zac leads page to try to answer that question, and it hit me that I always expect Isaac to have similar sets from year to year because he has the least leads, but if we consider how many songs Zac plays drums on, he might have even fewer options that wouldn't involve completely reworking a song so that he can do it on the piano or guitar. Looking at that list made me want to cut him a little more slack and give him more credit for getting up there and doing an entire show on his secondary and tertiary instruments. (Can you imagine if Isaac had to do an entire solo set without a guitar?) I'll do my best to be happy that he continues to do these shows that are probably out of his comfort zone, but here are a few cheat codes for how to get me excited next time just in case:

"Get So Low,""On The Rocks,""Reading Your Mind," "In A Way," "This is the Jam." Bonus gushing if he can turn "Joyful Noise" or "Wish That I Was There" into solos because I think he could do it and they would sound great!

Isaac's Solo

Isaac gave us the longest solo set with 12 songs, three of which were from his side band Mother Road Sons. Despite getting a couple of songs I had never heard, "Being Me" was still my favorite and reminded me that I don't always need to be chasing rares in order to be happy with the songs they choose. We all got a fun moment of comic relief during "Ordinary Words" when he kept pulling lyrics out of his pocket, eventually dropped them, and kept failing until one of their techs came out and picked up the paper and held it in front of his face to save the day. 

                                     

Taylor's Solo

I couldn't resist captioning an Instagram story I shared from Taylor's show with "Happy annual Taylor Hanson slays his solo set day!" By the third song in, he already had me going "How have I been sleeping on 'Cut Right Through Me,' this sounds amazing!" I got a little brave this year and made a song request during my M&G photo, which is not something I do often. I didn't end up getting "The Luckiest," but there was a brief moment where I heard the opening notes of a song and my stomach immediately jumped into my throat involuntarily. For half a second, I thought it was my request. My heartbeat sped up, and the million butterflies in my stomach alerted me that something epic was happening. A moment later I realized that I was hearing "Bridges of Stone," and that the fangirl part of me must be woven deep into my physical existence because my body recognized what was happening before my brain did. It's kind of wild to think that there were actual physical changes in my body before I even understood what song I was hearing. Music is insane in that way.   

Video courtesy of Yelena

Phantom Planet

I feel like I have sufficiently rambled about loving Phantom Planet in my posts about the Underneath Experience Tour, so I'm going to keep this short. They did a very short impromptu acoustic set on the beach by the bonfire on the first night. It was only maybe three songs, but it was such a great chill, laid back vibe that I wish it could have been longer or later in the week. Their regular show was a full-length set of most of the songs I loved on tour and several they never had time to include, plus a bonus appearance from Isaac. Alex told us a story about how he tried to crowd surf one time and immediately fell to the ground and injured his ribs, then trusted us to try it out and not do the same. Things ended well this time, but they totally planted a few guys in the area just to be safe. 

Here's a video of Isaac joining in on "California." No crowd surfing in this one.

Games

I am excited to report that this is no longer the segment where I try to politely express being a little bit over Family Feud and give suggestions for how to make it better. In past surveys, I have asked for:

-A game other than Family Feud
-Limiting teams to just one round instead of two so more people get the opportunity to play
-Consider having each brother be an actual part of the teams

I know I'm not the only one to give that feedback, but y'all, ALL of these things happened, and I was shocked. For the first time, we got Pictionary instead of Family Feud. Isaac and Taylor were team captains for opposing teams, and every time a team member went up to draw, they would take that person's seat and participate in guessing. I was there for the first night and thought it was a lot of fun and entertaining to watch, especially when Isaac and Taylor ended up drawing head to head to break the tie at the end.

If you haven't been before, the general vibe of any team game night can probably be summed up by the image of Taylor drinking a dirty banana but abandoning it, someone offering it to Isaac, and Isaac loudly proclaiming "I don't want Taylor's dirty banana" followed by 14-year-old-boy-level cackling from the entire audience. MON era me would be so scandalized.

I attended the second session of Mario Kart with Zac and was lucky enough to get to play (and lose). I had fun during my turn, but I do wish there was some way to increase the number of people who get to participate or make it a little more interactive for those that don't get the chance. Props to whoever thought he said "Favorite boyband" when he actually said "Choose your poison" and got him singing bad NSYNC while I was playing.

The First Annual Hunger Games

Here's a new segment that I did not anticipate having to write, but here we are. If you've been to a few BTTIs, it's no secret that getting front row has become progressively harder each year. For a variety of reasons that I won't get into, this year Island Gigs/the hotel said no more waiting by the stage. We got a push notification from the IG app on the day of the first show stating that the stage area needed to be clear until 7pm (the show was at 9pm). I know there was a lot of general happiness over this decision and I have nothing against trying to make things more fair, but it felt like their plan started and ended with sending out that notification and no real strategy to enforce anything. They kept changing the times people could show up to each show, giving different instructions to different people because they kept changing what was happening, giving more information to people in person vs. what's being sent out in the app....the idea might have been solid, but the execution was not.

Island Gigs may know Hanson fans are next level after years of watching them camp by the stage, but to be fair, they've never stood in a GA venue and watched the stampede roll in at doors. Maybe they truly didn't think through how to actually enforce their vision or anticipate that telling us not to be there until 7 didn't mean people would go chill elsewhere until 7. It meant the usual crowd was just going to form as close as they were allowed, and people who may have naturally shown up a bit later are suddenly curious enough to be there before 7 to see what happens and if it might benefit them. It resulted in most shows having a semi-circle of fans lying in wait around the perimeter of the stage, inching in the closer it got to the time we were allowed to be up there. There were multiple stampedes that got sent back for running too soon, the front row lineup changing just slightly each time. I watched this all from the sidelines up until the final day when they changed the strategy and I found myself deciding I might as well try my luck.

For Taylor's solo show, they did a random drawing of numbers. We'd reach into a bag, draw out a number between 1-100, and be allowed to the stage area in that order. These were handwritten with no lines underscoring what was the top and what was the bottom. Did I have an 18 or an 81? Was that a 25 or a 52? 66 or 99? Not everyone got one, and not everyone knew about it. They were going to do it again for the last show, but then decided it wasn't worth the hassle and just let everyone cluster again.

I didn't win with the reaping raffle, but in a stroke of total random luck, my friend and I found ourselves in the right place when the IG staff member decided to allow people to start lining up for the final show. We went from not going to try to get into the cluster to well, if we're in the front and center of this mess, we might as well try. So I have to confess, I sat on the beach for two hours behind an imaginary line between two folding chairs in what turned out to be the weirdest game of red light/green light of my life. It was every bit as childish and arbitrary as it sounds. My final thoughts before being allowed to move forward was this is how Katniss must have felt when deciding if she was going to run for the cornucopia or run for shelter. The staff member stood directly in front of us and had us take one large step forward at a time until we made it to the stage, which wasn't foolproof but was way better than if he had just said "Go!" and let us run. In the end it worked in my favor and I got a great spot without putting too much time in, but man, I sure hope this was a unique experience. I assume there will be some more official system in place by next year.

Winning (with) The Stanley Cup

This year's 12 year repeater gift was a Stanley Cup, and as the last person on earth who did not own an insulated cup prior to this moment, my life has been changed. One day I used it to get a virgin strawberry daiquiri, drank half of it, left it in my room....and it was still frozen 12 hours later after the show. I had no idea these things worked so well and will absolutely be bringing it back. But the usefulness doesn't stop there, friends. My roommate Rachel walked into our bathroom one evening and walked right back out and shut the door. "There's a bee sitting on the counter," she tells me. We've been friends long enough that I know my role in this scenario. I'm removing the bee, or we're not using the bathroom for the rest of the trip.

I looked around the room for anything to catch it in, and my eyes reluctantly landed on my new Stanley (thankfully empty at the time). I managed to trap the bee under it successfully on the first try, but the catch and release portion of the plan went a bit sideways. I tried to slide the cup over a flat box so I could carry it outside, only to realize that the edge of the counter was slightly curved, so the bee escaped and decided to just hang out on the outside of the cup while I was holding it. I did not actually intend for the cup to become a murder weapon, but I suppose it beats sleeping with a live bee in our room and finding out once and for all of if my roommate who is practically allergic to everything can add bees to the list. Sorry, my buzzy little friend, but a million thanks to whoever decided this was the year for cups! I had no idea how many uses I was going to get out of it in a single trip.

It proved itself useful one final time as it came time to pack my extremely wet swimsuit from the pool party, and I realized I am apparently size 30oz Stanely Cup in swimwear. A+++.

The Pool Party

For this year's pool party, I got in the pool for the first time after years of standing around the perimeter. I expected to freeze, but it was actually a little warmer than in the daytime. Definitely not going to put a lot of extra thought into why. Anyway, I figured if it ends up being the final year at the Jewel, it could also be our last afterparty located by a pool, and I might as well experience it at least once. I combated the cold by jumping the entire time. It worked, but the muscles in my lower half have since filed a formal complaint.

Taylor jumped in at the end as has become the tradition, but he took his shoes off first and tossed them down ahead of him. Instead of landing conveniently next to the pool exit that I assume was his goal, I watched them land directly in the pool, followed by him profusely apologizing to someone. Apparently one hit someone in the head on the journey down, and now they can mark being nailed in the head by Taylor Hanson's shoe off their bucket list. He cannonballed in with a magnificent splash, and then it was all over. The cover photo up at the top is the aftermath left behind in a sad little pool of yesterday's news the morning after.

Until Next Time

As you've probably heard, it seems that this is the end of Jewel Paradise Cove as we know it. We found out about a week before the trip this year that the property had been sold, and we've since heard a dozen different stories about what the future holds for us. Maybe the new buyer will renovate, maybe it will be torn down and rebuilt, maybe it won't be done in time for the next BTTI, or maybe it will and the new owners won't want to take on Island Gigs as a customer. Maybe we'll be somewhere else in Jamaica or somewhere else entirely (*cough* St Lucia? I can dream). Maybe we'll be right where we've been the last three years but finally have working hot tubs (again, I can dream). It's not the first venue change we've had at BTTI, and it probably won't be the last, but the location has never been the main draw for me so much as the music and the people anyway. Cheers for 12 years, and here's to looking forward to lucky #13. I don't know where I'll be going, but as always, I can't wait to go back.

P.S. I know how much I enjoy being sent candid photos from fellow fans capturing a moment of me with Hanson, so when I found myself with a great spot during Pictionary Night 1, I tried to take at least one photo of every group that played. I do not promise quality or that you're not blurry or hidden in the photo(s) I took, and I can't swear I didn't get distracted and miss someone. I thought the easiest way to share was to put them all in this public album on my blog's facebook page. Feel free to save/use them if you find yourself!

Underneath: Experience Tour Los Angeles

 

My final adventure of the Underneath: Experience Tour began with a solo cross-country flight, an overpriced airport Lyft, and a Saturday night eating expensive ramen alone in my pajamas in a hotel in downtown Los Angeles. Between the Lyft and the ramen, I blew through $100 without actually going anywhere or doing anything. L.A. is magic like that. 

When I finally left the room and journeyed out into the city to get in line the day of the first show, I had one of the craziest sidewalk experiences I've ever had. There's no moral to this story, folks. It was just a crazy moment destined to become one of those "remember that time..." stories for years to come if you can get through it in one piece.

There's a Downtown Corner People Downtown Throw

Part of the reality of waiting in any Hanson line for an extended period of time is encountering a colorful variety of locals going about their day. If you sit on enough sidewalks around the world, you'll inevitably run into (and be judged by) everyone from businessmen to college students, celebrities, infinite dog owners on walks, and a healthy circulation of homeless individuals. The homeless population can be a wild card and one that is not always looked at fairly, but for all of the kind people I have encountered who were simply down on their luck, there have also been a few who were walking red flags exhibiting aggression, and common sense usually tells you when to exercise compassion or self preservation. Unfortunately, we encountered one of the latter on this trip.

He was shouting angrily to himself before he ever crossed the street to where around 20 of us were sitting in line. If you've been in that situation, you know the drill. You don't engage. You become incredibly invested in a conversation with the stranger beside you. You don't show fear or surprise or any reaction whatsoever, and you wait for him to move on because whatever internal conflict he's experiencing, you're not equipped to fix it. As he got closer to the line, he started screaming "B****, where's my money!" and then began shouting "B****!" "B****!" repeatedly at each individual fan going down the line at the opposite end from where I was sitting. Nobody moved or spoke while this happened; each person just waited for their turn to pass hoping he would leave without further conflict.

Things took a turn when he stopped to pick up some items fans had left behind on a blanket saving their spots, and someone said "that's not yours." At this point he was four or five people away from me, and all of a sudden I heard a loud BAM! sound of something hard slamming into metal with a lot of force. I looked over and saw a busted cell phone laying on the ground. At first I thought he had picked it up from the blanket and that it belonged to a fan, but apparently it was his own phone, and he had thrown it full force against the metal wall we were sitting against. The girls sitting under where it hit scattered, and he walked around the corner back towards the front of the line where I lost sight of him but immediately heard what sounded like a glass bottle smashing.

Moments later, he came back to the end of the line where I was sitting. I could see him draw his arm back to throw something, but I was sitting cross-legged on the ground which, btw, is a terrible position to be in when your fight-or-flight reflex kicks in. (Note to future self: stick to not engaging for as long as you can, but if you sense danger, staying folded in a pretzel is not it.) Anyway, he threw the cell phone with all of his strength in the general vicinity of my head but missed, thank God. When I finally bambied onto my legs, because screw staying seated and disengaged if I'm having projectiles thrown at my head, he started fake-out lunging at me without actually touching me. I was still solidly team "flight" since he hadn't actually made any physical contact, so my goal became to turn my body away from him so that we weren't squaring off--a difficult task considering I was backed against a wall.  

After a couple of lunges I managed to side-step away from him, at which point I turned to see venue staff running towards us with a baseball bat. I took the opportunity to get out of his path and missed seeing him throw his jacket at the girl next to me before finally running away. Writing it all out sounds like some lengthy traumatic ordeal, but in reality the whole thing from start to finish was probably no more than a couple of minutes--just long enough for someone on staff to spot him throwing things on camera, grab the bat, and run outside. For what it's worth, no one was hurt, and if this feels like some cautionary tale against camping out for shows, think again because it took place in broad daylight around 1pm. 

On a much lighter note, spending one day sitting on what might be the dirtiest sidewalk on earth inspired us to order cheap knockoffs of the tiny packable chairs other fans had in line. One day Amazon Prime delivery for the win. We had them delivered to our hotel early the next morning, I actually had room to take mine home in my carry-on, and it was one of the best impulse buys I've had in a very long time.

Acoustic Night One

To be completely honest, I wasn't thrilled to learn that these shows would be on a streaming platform. Maybe that sounds weird and you're thinking how great it would be to be able relive a show you were at, but I've had an experience or two years ago where it felt like the band was more invested in playing to the cameras than playing to the crowd in front of them, and in general it kind of changes the dynamic of the show. I prefer more off-the-cuff, anything might happen banter and surprise songs vs. scripted for replay quality, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that this show did not feel too stuffy or scripted; it felt like most of the other acoustic night shows. I thought Hanson did a great job balancing being present for fans in the room while also staying aware that they were being recorded.

I think my favorite part of the night, silly as it may sound, was finally nailing the claps during "Cecilia," if "nailing" can be described as staring intently at Zac's hands with such concentration that I couldn't sing along, smile, or spare much attention for the melody or words. Probably not the best way to actually enjoy the song, but I felt accomplished after that first Church studio performance that had me eyeing all three of them going "What do I do with my hands?" We also managed to not completely butcher the "Thinking Bout Something" dance and at least mirrored our simultaneous wrongness into looking planned, so that was fun.

I also have to give a shoutout to John Calvin Abney, who I've seen play harmonica on "Dressed in Brown Eyes" with Hanson a few times before, but this time was even better. I feel like this tour managed to take that song from a generally liked fan-club song to having a stronger standing in the general list of Hanson songs that really come to life during a live performance.

(Un)Spoken Etiquette

Going back to the concept of being cognizant of fans in the room while also aware that things are being recorded for a moment...There was one issue on the first night that has me dusting off the old soapbox to say something I thought was super obvious and understood among fans, but clearly someone missed the memo. 

Here's the memo:

 

1. If you have something you need to yell at Hanson, no you don’t. 

If you feel driven to do it anyway, pick the one thing you can’t live without yelling, yell it at an at least semi-appropriate time during the show, and move on. You do not need to yell the same thing 10 times, yell 10 different things one time each, or loudly discuss variations of what you plan to yell next in between yelling.

2. If you find yourself telling a story that has a beginning, middle, and end at any point during the show, then you’ve come to the wrong place.

3. If you find yourself in attendance with someone who is trying to tell you a story that has a beginning, middle, and end, then it is your responsibility to take one for the team and deliver the message that your friend does not want to accept from angry strangers, i.e., kindly STFU.

4. If you don’t like a song, feel free to play quietly on your phone. Go to the bathroom. Get a drink. Take apart a dozen friendship bracelets and rearrange the letters into a haiku expressing your dislike. Do literally any silent thing that you wish, but let the rest of us listen and enjoy the show. BRB, requesting a new hansonstage feature to track songs I almost heard but can’t in good conscience count because there was too much talking.

And finally,
if you take nothing else away from this soapbox rant,

5. Yelling repeatedly and having loud, full conversations over multiple songs within the first few rows is not just disrespectful to the people around you, it's disrespectful to the band--especially on a night when they are recording and have an opportunity to potentially make a first impression on a much larger audience and gain new fans.

This concludes my Ted Talk, which I chose not to deliver in the middle of a live performance of "I've Got Soul" out of respect to others. Thank you.


(To be fair, things were significantly better on night two, so idk what changed, but I'd like to extend a strong thank you to whatever variables we have to thank for that.)

Electric Night Two

I can't talk about night two without first giving a verbal standing ovation to Phantom Planet, who somehow managed to make this last show on their home turf feel like I was attending a headlining Phantom Planet show. This show had OG band member Sam Farrar and a bonus saxophone player who I can only assume had Hanson and their love of horns feeling a little jealous. The energy was great, and they were filming it all for a documentary that I will definitely be watching if it means I can relive part of a great show. I don't think I've gone a single day since I've been back home without bits of "Do the Panic" popping into my head at random. I REALLY hope these guys make it Back to the Island with us at some point.

The electric show ended with the same crazy buildup of high energy songs that I was raving about in Atlanta, "If Only" into "In the City" into "Rock 'n' Roll Razorblade" into "Lost Without Each Other" featuring Phantom Planet. I don't care if we all got old enough that Taylor and the majority of the crowd are not into jumping during every "In the City" chorus anymore, I'm not ready to edit it down to just one jumping session yet, even though my legs will pay for it later. (Also, God bless venues like The Belasco that pass out free water at the barricade).

As we exited the lobby to leave for the night, I spotted a familiar male face leaving at the same time that had me staring for a moment trying to place who this fan was and what show I had met him at before. I finally spotted a second familiar face just behind him and realized I had been staring at Andy Lawrence, followed by his brother Joey, and not some fan I had met in passing. The last time I saw Hanson in L.A., we ended up bottlenecked at the tiny exit with Darren Criss, so maybe this a weird new tradition.

Another One Bites The Dust

I realize for a post that is supposed to be a recap of a couple of Hanson shows, I've managed to use a lot of words without saying much about the music this time. The truth is this tour was great for varying things from night one to night two, not so much for varying setlists between cities, so there's not much to add once I've discussed it all once. I would have liked a few more twists from city to city, but having roughly 45 unique songs in constant rotation on a tour is hardly a slacker move. I'm glad I got to see the start and the end and a few in between, and for the spread of friends I got to see along the way, some in one city, some in a few, and some I missed and will catch up with soon enough in the new year.

And speaking of the new year, I've got a few "resolutions" from this tour that I can think of for Hanson if they need inspiration for the next BTTI:

1. "The Luckiest."
2. "My Own Sweet Time," "I Almost Care," and "Let You Go."
3. "Pink Moon."
4. Phantom Planet.

*For accuracy purposes, if you would like to live vicariously through this blog and get a feel for what it was like to be there in person, try watching the Veeps stream and imagine that this post was delivered verbally beginning during "Strong Enough to Break" with every tenth sentence shouted.

Underneath: Experience Tour Nashville

 

While Hanson are no strangers to Nashville, this was their first time playing Cannery Hall. With any luck, I hope it's their last. I don't regret going and I had a good enough time, but I truly do not recommend visiting this venue unless you are 1. Over 6 feet tall, or 2. Cool with standing in line to get a close up view of other people who are over 6 feet tall (and no, I don't mean Taylor). I was lucky enough to get a good spot both nights, but the venue space in general was just weirdly small and not right for a Hanson show in my opinion. The staff was also strangely territorial about their property and you could pay to park on it, but the line wasn't allowed on the premises. Consider this the second venue on my “not going back there if I can help it” list.
 

P.S. Dear Tall People, I don't blame you. Stages should be better.

Night One

Our first sign that the venue was not what we're used to came when we walked in to find a moving wave backdrop behind the stage that felt like we were in an aquarium. It wasn't bad, just totally foreign from your standard House of Blues setup and a little distracting. When John Calvin Abney took the stage, the waves changed to a galaxy scene. He told us that the staff asked if he had a logo to display on their digital background, and his response was something to the effect of "nah, but I think it'd be cool to be in space." I totally would have asked for a Windows 2000 screensaver with some popping bubbles or a brick wall maze, because that's basically what this felt like.

When Hanson came out for the first show, Zac was wearing his glasses with the built in camera. I never noticed the light on and am not sure if he recorded anything during the show, but he kept them on all night and was giving off extreme Clark Kent vibes. Wrong night, sir, but not a bad look. Someone should've found him a Superman tee for the easiest costume ever on night two.

The acoustic setlist was mostly a textbook replica of all the other acoustic nights with the exception of no "Annalie" and the addition of one very unexpected Taylor solo. The moment I had my phone out ready to record just in case he finally broke out "The Luckiest" and felt my heart sink when I recognized the first notes of "Lost Without You" was the moment I knew that Hanson completely ruined me by leaking that setlist. There is absolutely no reason I should ever feel disappointment over "Lost Without You," but here we are. This is what happens when you leak epic setlist spoilers and then don't follow through. Please, please play "The Luckiest" at BTTI so I can relax and move on, most likely after writing seven paragraphs about how amazing it was to finally hear it. In all seriousness, though, round of applause for switching things up with "Lost Without You" because yes, that was still greatly appreciated!

The "Me and Julio/Cecelia" mashup continues to be a favorite for me, and I had a great time attempting to follow Zac's clapping rhythm but mostly butchering it immediately after three-second increments of getting it right. (As far as I can tell, the pattern is knees, one clap, knees, two claps, knees, one clap, sudden onset rhythm amnesia, hand flailing, repeat).

Night Two

The Pre-Show Gag Reel

Before I get into Halloween and the specifics of the second show, I want to share with you a new fear that was unlocked for me on this night. Imagine being at a crummy venue with approximately negative five spots you can actually see from. You wait in line ALLLL day (*cough*andnight) to secure one of them, you spend eight hours in a very involved, not entirely comfortable Halloween costume, and you get rained on for a good portion of that time. You've somehow crammed a wig and fake ears under an uncomfortably tight poncho hood that isn't built for elves, and you're prepared to sacrifice your favorite Hanson symbol umbrella at the door in hopes of retaining some dry space on your body. You deal with all the normal pre-show chaos and uncertainty of what line is going where and who is actually going to be let in first. You finally make it to the front row where you can stow your umbrella and breathe a breath of relief that you actually made it to a decent spot and your hard work, anxiety, and exhaustion have all paid off. The crowd fills in. The show is about to start.

AND THEN THE FREAKING FIRE ALARM GOES OFF.

The panic that I felt thinking I might have to evacuate that spot was probably on par with the panic I would have felt if I'd seen actual flames. The whole front of the room was exchanging "Guess we're going to die in this spot" looks of solidarity, and I honest to God think a police officer would have had to walk in and threaten to arrest me to get me to leave that barricade. Thankfully, it only lasted for a minute or two before it got shut off and we didn't actually have to evacuate. But like I said, new fear forever unlocked.


The Show

I know I’ve skipped mentioning them in my tour posts so far, but I’d like to take a moment to say how much I’ve loved having Phantom Planet on tour with Hanson. I’m not a hardcore fan, but they’re a band I genuinely liked prior to Hanson bringing them out. I actually saw them live for the first time way back in 2008 when they played a show at my college on Valentine’s Day and I helped sell their merch. I took home an EP that day and fell in love with every song on it. “Leader” became my favorite, and I finally got to hear it before the show in Nashville. 

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Shoutout to their matching skeleton attire and my pal Charizard making a cameo up front. I really hope these guys make a reappearance as special guests at BTTI.



This is where I’m going to veer into unusually whiny territory, and I’m sorry in advance. Nashville was the tour stop I was most looking forward to since the second show fell on Halloween. I try to have realistic expectations when it comes to Hanson, and while mine were probably a bit higher than what I expect from an average show, I thought they were still realistic based on years of already established Halloween memories. The Make It Out Alive Halloween MOE in Tulsa in 2010 was one of my favorite trips. There was a costume contest, Hanson dressed as the three musketeers (two carrying swords, one wearing a giant candy bar wrapper), and they ended the show with the Ghostbusters song. I wasn’t there, but I know in 2009 they dressed up and performed “Thriller.” My other Halloween experience was at Epcot in 2011, which is arguably too short to play a special song, but they dressed as storm troopers and Dimitrius and Taylor swapped places until they pulled off their masks for a funny reveal.

I know they’ve tapered off on doing much for Halloween the past few years at Disney, but Nashville was the first actual tour stop on Halloween in years, so I still held out hope for something festive. A costume, a cover song, idk, throw some candy into the crowd? Just any little extra nod that says thanks for joining us on this particular night when you probably had a lot of other social options and/or skipped trick-or-treating with your kids to be here. As I answered someone on the hnet forums who asked what Hanson ended up wearing for Halloween: This year they went as three tired members of a band on show seven in a row.


I went about 700x more festive than that, and I have no regrets.

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I still had a good time dressing up with my friends and seeing other fun costumes in the crowd, but something felt a little bit lackluster about this one even beyond the band ignoring Halloween. It felt like they were powering through song after song without stopping, and maybe in an alternate universe where I had more sleep and less rain and half a dozen other improved variables, I’d be spinning that as an energized band who never slowed down and kept up an electric pace. In reality, it felt more to me like they were rushing through each one desperately trying to get to the end. To quote the title track of this tour, the phrase that comes to mind is “There is nothing gone, but there’s something missing,” and I suspect the thing that’s missing is sleep. 

I can’t blame Hanson for being tired/sick humans after seven shows in seven days including 12 Disney sets and a random RT flight to NYC. I’m cranky if I have to work seven days in a row in my own hometown with 8 hours of sleep in my own bed each night, so I know we're lucky we even got a show and I can’t imagine how they’re feeling. But somewhere along the line, someone approved that many shows in a row, and I’d like to mom them just a little bit and remind them that that pace isn’t sustainable, self care is important, we're all older and more tired, and whoever planned that string of exhaustion should probably make better choices next time. At least I hope it's a case of being too tired to do bonus content and not that we're getting too old for all the childish bits of tours past like cake smashing, costumes, and finale show pranks. I vote we keep embracing some of that child-like joy in whatever format we can, maybe starting with naps.

Underneath: Experience Tour Atlanta

Atlanta is always a complicated tour stop for me. On one hand, it's always one of my closest show options (a ~6 hr drive depending on traffic) and feels like a no-brainer for someone who likes to do multiple shows. On the other hand, there is a long list of things I'd rather do than drive in Atlanta traffic, and on occasion, skipping a Hanson concert is one of them. Under different circumstances I might have just chosen another city, but with a small tour where my closest stop fell on a Hanson’s birthday, I knew this wasn’t a “skip Atlanta” year for me.


I entertained the idea of driving alone at first, but I’m a little embarrassed to admit that this trip ended up breaking my 10-year self-imposed rule of hoarding air miles for international use only. I couldn't bring myself to pay $400 for a flight to a place I could drive on $50 of gas, so throwing away air miles was the compromise. I’ve now cashed in my miles on three exotic locations: Australia, Brazil, and Atlanta 😂. 

Acoustic Night One

The crowd at the acoustic show was weirdly rowdy and had me a little concerned about what things would be like on electric night. There was a lot of talking during quiet parts, but it wasn’t just bored people talking to their neighbors; they were actively involved and trying to take the conversation to the stage with lots of randomly shouted “Happy Birthday!” moments and “I love you (insert brother here)!” Then there was the one guy close behind me who just kept shouting “39!!” throughout the show like the universe glitched and dropped some angry football fan shouting at a player on the sidelines directly into acoustic “MMMBop” instead. It’s fortunate he was there to remind us all what we were celebrating, though. Just imagine how disappointing the show might have been without his dedication to spreading the awareness of Zac's new age.

But the rowdiness wasn’t all bad. The crowd participation during the singalong parts was top-notch. We nailed “Madeline.” We had Isaac grinning during his solo of “River.” We practically became a 4th member of the band during “A Song To Sing” whether they wanted us to or not, and I always love when the crowd has that sort of electric vibe of all being connected in the same moment. 

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As for it being Zac's birthday, I feel like there's always this expectation among fans for something epic to happen at a birthday show. It's true that there's something a little bit special about it, but I think we're past the years of cakes being smashed or thrown into the audience. I got the feeling Zac appreciates the well wishes but also wants us to focus on the music and quit screaming bonus content at him every five seconds. This show had me trying to remember the last time I saw an actual cake smash, which had me questioning how many of his birthday shows I've been to, and here's what I found:

Apparently I've been to every one of Zac's birthday shows since the first one I attended in 2009, there have been a grand total of six since then, two of them had smashed cakes, and the last time that happened was 2015. Also pro-tip: If you see the cake being brought out mid-show, it's not going in anyone's face. That's a finale move. You don't cover the drummer in icing if you expect him to sit back down and play more songs. Here's a throwback to them all, because why not? 

No cake in 2012 because it was at Epcot, and I guess you don't waste 5 min. of a 30 min. set on cake

On a more serious note, this show in particular was a better reminder than usual that we all perceive things differently and it can be hard to get at the "truth" of a situation even when you're all taking in the same details at the same time. Someone shared a video of Taylor during "A Song To Sing" after the shows were over and there were comments about how he was in tears. I didn't notice it at all in person despite Taylor giving a self-proclaimed "ooey gooey speech" to introduce the song. But there were several concerned comments and people that said they noticed him crying, and his face is definitely glistening with a drip or two in some of the videos shared. Then someone presented perspective number two, which was Taylor was just sweating profusely and it was dripping into his eyes. Is anyone lying? No. Are any of us equipped to know the real answer? Also no, and I think the same thing applies to so many fan disagreements where nobody is making anything up, we just all took in the same incomplete information and processed it differently. 

Electric Night Two

While waiting in line for the second show, a local comedian showed up around noon to record some promo footage in front of the venue and said he was shocked to find a line there. We talked to him for a little while and he ended up going down the line and getting us to help him film some content which was a fun twist to the usual characters we meet on sidewalks. I'm definitely no actor and the footage may never see the light of day, but it was fun talking to him, and if nothing else he got a crash course in the dedication of Hanson fans. Maybe our insanity will be a bit in his routine one day.

Oddly, the crowd seemed almost calmer to me during the electric show. I don't know if people were more invested in trying MMMHops and Pink Moonlight on night one and had a few extra drinks out of fear that it would sell out (it didn't), but I didn't notice any heckling or catcalling on the second night. What I did notice was it felt like there was a lot of energy on the stage, and the band seemed really into it. It was one of those shows that felt so interactive that I took like six garbage photos the whole night and never bothered to do better because I was having too much fun to care. Isaac made a post after the show saying he was sick, but I absolutely could not tell it during the show. The last few songs were just insane back to back. We got "If Only" into "In the City" into "Rock 'n' Roll Razorblade" with a "Lost Without Each Other" encore featuring Phantom Planet. As I joked later, the only thing screaming louder than the crowd after that line up of songs was my shins the day after. 

Accidental Existential Thoughts

Sometimes I catch myself raving about how awesome a show was, and I can't help but wonder if my perception of any show is ever truly accurate or in any way comparable to what someone on the "outside" walking in would think. Does it ever actually sound as good as I think it does? Did the bartender hear what I heard? Am I involuntarily applying a mental filter to everything because I know every word and every note by heart and my brain is equipped to fill in the blanks for missed lyrics or flubbed chords? The adrenaline rush of a high-energy show is practically a drug, and it's so easy to get wrapped up in living out a feeling and a moment that I'm never really sure if my experience was what actually happened or if I'm always smoothing out the edges without even knowing it. Honestly, does it even matter? If perception is reality, I'll choose mine every time over the girl texting in the back.

Underneath: Experience Tour Minneapolis

I don't know what it is that makes me hate spoilers more and more the older I get, but there is nothing I love more than walking into a Hanson show with no idea what's going to happen. Don't get me wrong, I will go to 17 String Theory shows with identical setlists and I will like it, but my truest happy place is an open-ended Hanson Show with a setlist full of blanks. I'm not sure how it took me this long to figure out that the obvious hack to avoiding spoilers is to just go to the first show of the tour. Problem solved. That being said, this post is going to be full of them, so please don't keep reading if you prefer to go into the shows blind as well.

An opportunity to skip out on spoilers and visit local friends was all I needed to include the Minneapolis shows in my plans for this tour. I didn't get to attend any of the original Underneath tours, so I think my expectations for what it means to have an acoustic night and an electric night were probably a little more simplified than they should have been. In my mind, acoustic = mellow, electric = upbeat/tire me out jumping, and I think the reality was somewhere in the middle for both. Apart from the stage setup mirroring the original Underneath Acoustic setup with Zac's drums pulled forward and off to the side, the two nights mostly just felt like a continuation of each other. There were several ballads on night two that I would have mentally placed in night one, and a few more upbeat songs during night one that I would have expected on night two. I think the best way to approach this tour is just embrace the fact that it's an "experience," and enjoy the variety without getting hung up on what each night should be. Both setlists were phenomenal and totally different from anything you might describe as their usual.

Night 1

I'll start by dropping a link to the setlist here so you can peruse the awesomeness without me raving about every single song choice and parrotting some of the comments I already made on my post about the Church Studio show. Apart from just loving the overall variety, the first significant comment I want to make is a major shoutout to "Hand in Hand." I have to admit, it's not a contender for my favorites list, and there was a time where it felt overplayed. But in all fairness, Isaac always gives it 100%, so it usually slays and I'm happy enough to hear it. In Minneapolis, though, Isaac dug deep, channeled 2003 Isaac, and found a way to give 1,000%. I feel pretty confident in saying it was the strongest performance I have ever seen him give of "Hand in Hand," period, and according to Hansonstage, I've got 35 other performances to compare it to (that's a smaller number than I was expecting for someone who was just complaining that it's overplayed). I can remember raving about how epic his performance of "Being Me" was in Albuquerque on the Anthem Tour, and this was a similar vibe of just all in, totally present and giving his absolute best in the moment. Standing ovation material if I wasn't already standing, sir!

"Teach Your Children" did a great job showcasing their harmonies and was the one part of the show I decided to record and post to Instagram. I'm so internet illiterate that other Holly had to tell me that Hanson shared it to their stories the next day and that's why I kept getting notifications that it had a bunch of views.

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"Thinking 'Bout Somethin'" definitely qualifies as one of the "how did this wind up on an acoustic Underneath set?" songs of the night, but then throw in a guest appearance of Cory Wong and we truly reached "what is going on?" status. (He hosted some event Hanson played at Bonnaroo last year and apparently is a musician & Minneapolis native). Like I said, I love random blanks on a setlist that I can't predict, and this one qualified. 

Night 2

The second night setlist was no less impressive and had a few fun surprises of its own. But before we get into that, let me introduce you to the luckiest fan at the show that had the best seat in the house: 

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I got a kick out of it at first, the puns freely flowing, but when Hanson took the stage and the thing was still just sitting there front and center and plugged into absolutely nothing, it continued to stick out to me like a sore thumb. No, it wasn't in my way or blocking anyone's view, but it was just one of those things like spotting a crooked tile in a floor that's probably been there for years without you noticing, but the moment someone points it out, it's all you can see. That stupid fan was right in my line of sight all night long, which, of course, beats an actual living, breathing fan blocking my view. ("It doesn't even go here!" "How did that fan get on stage?" "That's the luckiest fan in the room!" "Do you think it's up there because it's a member of the 'fan' club??" "Maybe it's a guest performer for Dancing In the Wind.") In the end, no one on stage ever acknowledged it, "Dancing in the Wind" had a fully missed opportunity, and I'm as confused as ever.

The main standout at the second show, rogue fans excluded, was a medley I never expected. Maybe "medley" is the wrong word since the full songs were played, but regardless, it was three connected songs that I never in a million years would have connected. It started with "Crazy Beautiful," one of my all time favorites. I was excited and ready to do the sped up clapping bit at the end, but when the time came to do that, the song ended abruptly and morphed into, of all things, a cover of "Everybody Wants to Rule the World." Like, what? And then the final notes of "Everybody Wants to Rule The World" morphed into the opening notes of "World's on Fire" which was even more "WHAT?" inducing than the last one. I might not have known what was going on, but I loved every moment of it.

I did manage to tell Isaac after the show that I really enjoyed "the medley with World's On Fire." He mentioned that it had a lot to do with the unique 6/8 time signature of each song and that "Crazy Beautiful" was inspired by "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" (again I say, WHAT?) He didn't elaborate and I can only assume he meant rhythmically and not thematically, but that was entirely new information to me!

All in all, it's a five star show review here. Truthfully, I can only be so excited for a re-released album where I already own almost all of the songs (though happy to purchase it to support the band), so my true excitement this time was reserved more for the tour. It didn't disappoint. I do hope some of the rarer b-sides that got released with Underneath:Complete (and the SETB DVD) will make their way onto future setlists, but I'm not going to dock any points for not playing a 40 song set to squeeze it all in. The mix so far was great, and time will tell if the vault will be opened to songs like "Let You Go" and "My Own Sweet Time." Thankfully, I've got the hack for that down pretty well; just keep going to shows.

Five stars, love the mix of songs, get yourself to a pair of shows if you can!