William Beckett of the Academy Is… has sweet hair and lots o’ female fans. Photo from .
William Beckett is totally my type. And judging by the flocks of fawning, swooning, adoring teenagers preening themselves throughout the sold out on Tuesday night, Beckett is many girls’ type.
The “Snakes and Suits” acoustic tour was really just the very handsome Beckett and a guitar, with a few songs accompanied by band mate Adam Siska. The duo played an hour long set of hits from their young catalog and some interesting covers, Beckettap voice showing up in a somewhat surprisingly intense and robust manner.
The sagging black ceiling tiles of the Hi-Dive drooped over Beckettap thin face as he crooned “After the Last Midtown Show,” “Classifieds,” “Seed” and other lusty jaunts of heartbreak, seduction and infidelity.
Puddles of perky girls with shrugged shoulders tilted their heads and sang favorite Academy Is… verses to each other as Beckett smirked through “The Test,” his thin lips opening wide to yelp, “If this is a test, I’m losing my sh*t,” with strained passion.
Death Cab for Cutie’s “Marching Bands of Manhattan” and a cover of Alkaline Trio’s “Radio” let the audience catch a breath from the Academy Is… sing-along, but their devotion was far from quieted.
I squeezed my eyes closed and imagined a high school me with Beckett at the foot of my twin bed, serenading me with “His Girl Friday,” a song I only wish my first boyfriend would have been devoted enough to pen. The daydream was broken as the set came to a close with “Slow Down” and “About a Girl,” the crowd’s squealing pitch hitting a fluttering climax.
At one point in the show, a young lady in flannel yelled, “I love you William Beckett! Even though your merch guy said you have a girlfriend!” and our hearts dropped. While this information may have quelled every girl in the house’s desire to be his Girl Friday, I have a feeling Beckett would have let us charm the pants off of him anyway. He just looks like that kind of dude.
Bree Davies plays bass in , writes about her obsessions with Iggy Pop and Lil’ Wayne in and repeatedly fakes her own death at . She is also a self-proclaimed addict.
