Fantastic. That’s my review. On word; Fantastic. See you next time….oh, you want details? Well, I may not have much of that, but I can tell you that if you have a chance to go see this show get on the stick this minute. I took some photos you can see below, but I was about 40 yards from the action so the quality is so-so. Released in November of 1979 just in time for Christmas, The Wall was an ambitious project for Pink Floyd. Seeing it performed live after all these years was a rare treat for me. I wrote about Roger Waters just a couple of weeks ago on his birthday, but I still felt compelled to say a few words about the awesome concert I witnessed last night. I want you to know that if you are on the fence; get off it…now! What a blast…I’m still jazzed…
Roger Waters is in town (Boston, MA…alleged Hub of The Universe) for three shows at The Naming Rights For Sale Garden on Causeway Street. I’ve told you in the past how impressed I was with The Dark Side of The Moon Tour a couple of years back. Now I’m back to tell you how impressed I was with last night’s performance of The Wall. I really hate to say this, because I am a gigantic David Gilmour fan, but I really felt like I was watching Pink Floyd last night. The musicianship was excellent and Gilmour’s coveted solo in Comfortably Numb, if I have my facts straight, was performed by somebody named Dave Kilminster. I swear, if you closed your eyes you would not make the connection that David Gilmour was not in the house. Superb. It was really quite extraordinary. In fact the whole show was quite extraordinary. I just loved it to death.
I know for a fact I go down these nostalgic roads with you folks more than I should, perhaps more than The Giant Panther would like as well, but some of these iconic moments are incredibly hard to overlook from my point of view. Trying to describe 1979 to someone who was born in 1986 is like me trying to understand the moral climate of the late 1950′s. I can see all the episodes of Happy Days I want, but I just didn’t live it. I don’t know how anybody got anything done back then. Everything was taboo. All you had was James Dean, Elvis Presley, Little Richard, Jerry Lee Lewis, Chuck Berry, Fats Domino and your proverbial ’57 Chevy. You probably had your Lucky Strikes pack twisted in your tee shirt sleeve and a wad of Vitalis in your big front wave hairstyle. A comb was a must. I haven’t seen a comb in decades…and I still have plenty of hair believe it or not. I guess the point I’m not making very well is that The Wall and 1979 was a long, long time ago. Music has always marked time for me in a way nothing else ever could. I feel young again when I’m at these shows. The visually stimulating theatre of watching a performance, a Rock Opera if you must, while listening to one of your favorite records is so very cool. I thoroughly enjoyed the show last night. I’m thinking about going again on Sunday (the old timer needs a night off tonight after back to back shows Thursday and Friday).
One of the props I loved was plane on a wire that crashed into The Wall at the tail end of the opener “In The Flesh.” I never saw the thing tucked up against the ceiling and by the time I noticed it the plane was almost directly overhead coming in for its crash landing. I would have loved to have gotten a photo of it as it whizzed by. There were some pyrotechnics as it hit The Wall which added to the fun. I took this photo above, but I couldn’t crop out the two dudes in front of me. If they had more hair it might have been a cooler photo…the glare! The Wall itself was used to set the mood the whole concert. It was something you easily project onto and it changed colors and levels with every song. Videos were constantly assaulting the eyes the entire time. The Wall itself started partially built and then pretty soon you couldn’t see anyone in the band. The aforementioned “Comfortably Numb” solo was done from high atop The Wall. The separation of band and audience was complete. That was pretty cool I thought.
“Young Lust” into “One of My Turns” has always been a sweet spot on the album for me. In concert it was staggering. I was singing my fool head off as usual, but luckily no one could hear me. As clean as the sound was, I noticed a ringing in my ears this morning. Always the sign of a good time! In this photo the army of kids is accompanying Roger on Another Brick in The Wall. I wish I could have gotten closer shot, but it’ll give you the general idea. It seemed as if there were several different stages even as their was only one Wall. As the bricks began to mount, there was more room for images, but the lighting was constantly giving you different looks as well. The slow songs like “Nobody Home” or “Vera” went by blew by just as fast as the rockers. I’m a big fan of the play the entire album in concert trend these days. I like knowing I’m going to get what I paid for in advance. I wish I could remember all of the shows I’ve seen like this in the past decade, but I can only think of The Who’s Tommy & Quadrophenia, Elton John’s Captain Fantastic & The Brown Dirt Cowboy and the two Roger Waters shows for the moment. I had to go to Las Vegas a couple of weeks back so I had to forfeit my ticket to Rush performing 1980′s Moving Pictures in its entirety. That really pains me still. Just knowing we were getting the entire Wall double LP…there was a fifteen minute break or so between sides two and three, which I always love so you can gather your thoughts and use the restroom or get refreshments without missing anything…got me more psyched up for this concert than maybe I might have been otherwise.
I don’t know if I’ve done any justice to what I saw last night at all here. I rarely walk out of a concert (and I’ve got probably close to a thousand under my belt without checking my ticket stubs) raving about anything other than the music. And even then I’m usually happy, but not raving mad. Last night a friend and I were just amazed at how much fun we had at this show. Yeah we love Pink Floyd and we love The Wall, but actually watching it get performed with all the activity we witnessed on stage made this show extra special. I hope a few of you have made plans to go see this as I did. It’s kind of like Rock Theatre or a Broadway play; there’s a lot to take in. Oh, and you need to show up on time. My ticket said 8 PM – PROMPT on it in capital letters. He might have started a few minutes after eight, but I made sure we were in our seats refreshments in hand before “In The Flesh” began. I wanted to take the whole spectacle in. I knew I was going to love it and I didn’t want to miss a minute. Mission accomplished. Make a note people. Must…see…Wall…in…concert… This show gets two thumbs up without question.
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