Saturday, October 18, 2008
Weekend 70.1
No vacation this weekend/week but I'm off to see The Wall performed by The Australian Pink Floyd Show. It turns out that several of my colleagues are going to be there. There may be some hope for Generation Y yet!The show was great and they performed from 7:30-10:-30. The amphitheater was full (7,500+) and the traffic to get into the New England Dodge Music Center was brutal. We thought the show would end after Outside The Wall but they came back on stage and did 5 more songs. Here's a list of the other songs they performed:
Shine On You Crazy Diamond
The Great Gig In The Sky
Wish You Were Here
One Of These Days
Brain Damage/Eclipse
The back-up signers were great (awesome on The Great Gig In The Sky) as was the artist who played Pink. The animation and effects (lighting and lasers) were good. I liked the kangaroo substitution on top of the hammer. The guitar solos in Comfortably Numb were great and it made my friend a little teary (I'm not sure he was joking). They cheated a little with the build on One Of These Days but it was late in the performance.
My original pre-show post had lyrics from Hey You but What Shall We Do Now? better fits my mood.
What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
Contract diseases?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall.
We stopped at a Denny's on the drive home from Hartford. This would have been a smart idea if half the audience and half of Connecticut hadn't decided to do the same thing. What a rowdy freak show.
My friend and I both missed the real Pink Floyd in our more formidable years. I missed them in Germany by two weeks but settled for this photograph which I took from a train. It's no small consolation prize since I had it blown up and framed and it's been hanging on some wall in my home or office ever since.

All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.
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