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Went to see Live in concert yesterday. After their crappy opening band (who I swear sang 10 different versions of the same song), Live made up for it with a long set list (EIGHT encore songs!) and unflagging energy. In other words, they ROCKED. Ed Kowalczyk, I have to admit, is a big hippie. I've never noticed how many times they use the word "love" in their songs, but Ed sure proved it by going around constantly hugging his bandmates. Their very last song was "Dance With Me", and he made the audience sing a capella while he and his bandmates swung back and forth with their arms around each other. It was all very Kumbayah. But the man has a SEXY, sexy voice, so all is forgiven. And when they want to rock, they can rock.
Highlights include...
"Lakini's Juice": A++++++++++++++++ live. I LOVE that song, and the only way to get the full benefit of its throbbing energy is to hear it live and pounding in your ears. Definitely the highlight of the night.
"The Dolphin's Cry": My favourite Live song and beautifully done.
"Lightning Crashes": Even prettier than the radio version.
"Walk the Line": Live doing any sort of Johnny Cash cover is amusing. I heard later that they performed this with Chris Daughtry on American Idol. If you have this clip, you know you want to send it to me.
And of course the rest of the old favourites were awesome too. They played some of the songs from their new album (coming out in June, folks). Some were iffy, but most were promising. I'll probably get it.
Lowlights: This very FAT chick who kept oozing and oozing her way over until she had somehow managed to shove us several feet to the right and stood right in FRONT of us (even though we had steadfastly staked out the front part of the steps). She totally shoved us out of the way and proceeded to jump up and down and wail and scream and wave her fat arms in front of my face and effectively block out my vision completely.
Then last night, I had some weird dreams. First I dreamt that somehow I had gotten tickets to an exclusive Muse concert, so I took Angela with me. They opened up with "Sunburn", and I remember thinking how fun it was going to be to go home and gloat in my lj about how none of my other Muse fan friends could see them for awhile (AT LEAST I THOUGHT OF YOU GUYS IN MY DREAMS ♥). Then they launched into a very strange, watered-down, semi-acoustic version of "Supermassive Black Hole" (yes, it sounded as weird as it looks).
But WAIT, it gets stranger. Muse announces that they have a guest star, and SEAN BEAN and Matt Bellamy come out in PUNTING OUTFITS. Sean had red and white striped pants and suspenders, while Matt had green and white striped pants and suspenders, and both wore large straw hats. They energetically start singing the Frank Sinatra/Nancy Sinatra duet of "Something Stupid", all the while perched on tall stools, smiling at the audience from beneath their wide brim straw hats. I was so flabbergasted that I watched the entire performance open-mouthed, holding a video camera I got from who-knows-where. When it was finally over, I turned to Angela, who had been playing with her phone the whole time, and went "That was so weird! I didn't know Muse was friends with Sean Bean!" and she looked up and screamed, "SEAN BEAN WAS ON?!?" Then I said it was her fault for not paying attention, and she complained, "Well you know I'm not that into Muse!" WHAT.
Then it switched to another dream where I had gone to New Zealand with Johnny Depp (rofl I wish), and he wrote me a check to cover some of the expenses, and I remember looking at his signature thinking, "People try so hard to get his autograph, and here it is, sent to me because he owes me money! LOL!"
Then suddenly, I was at a farm, desperately trying to feed all the animals on time (on time for what, I don't know), and Frank from UCLA was there, trying to show me how to peel sheets of seeds of this wire fence to satiate the chickens. The chickens were really violent because they were so hungry and kept pecking at me.
Exciting, huh?
Highlights include...
"Lakini's Juice": A++++++++++++++++ live. I LOVE that song, and the only way to get the full benefit of its throbbing energy is to hear it live and pounding in your ears. Definitely the highlight of the night.
"The Dolphin's Cry": My favourite Live song and beautifully done.
"Lightning Crashes": Even prettier than the radio version.
"Walk the Line": Live doing any sort of Johnny Cash cover is amusing. I heard later that they performed this with Chris Daughtry on American Idol. If you have this clip, you know you want to send it to me.
And of course the rest of the old favourites were awesome too. They played some of the songs from their new album (coming out in June, folks). Some were iffy, but most were promising. I'll probably get it.
Lowlights: This very FAT chick who kept oozing and oozing her way over until she had somehow managed to shove us several feet to the right and stood right in FRONT of us (even though we had steadfastly staked out the front part of the steps). She totally shoved us out of the way and proceeded to jump up and down and wail and scream and wave her fat arms in front of my face and effectively block out my vision completely.
Then last night, I had some weird dreams. First I dreamt that somehow I had gotten tickets to an exclusive Muse concert, so I took Angela with me. They opened up with "Sunburn", and I remember thinking how fun it was going to be to go home and gloat in my lj about how none of my other Muse fan friends could see them for awhile (AT LEAST I THOUGHT OF YOU GUYS IN MY DREAMS ♥). Then they launched into a very strange, watered-down, semi-acoustic version of "Supermassive Black Hole" (yes, it sounded as weird as it looks).
But WAIT, it gets stranger. Muse announces that they have a guest star, and SEAN BEAN and Matt Bellamy come out in PUNTING OUTFITS. Sean had red and white striped pants and suspenders, while Matt had green and white striped pants and suspenders, and both wore large straw hats. They energetically start singing the Frank Sinatra/Nancy Sinatra duet of "Something Stupid", all the while perched on tall stools, smiling at the audience from beneath their wide brim straw hats. I was so flabbergasted that I watched the entire performance open-mouthed, holding a video camera I got from who-knows-where. When it was finally over, I turned to Angela, who had been playing with her phone the whole time, and went "That was so weird! I didn't know Muse was friends with Sean Bean!" and she looked up and screamed, "SEAN BEAN WAS ON?!?" Then I said it was her fault for not paying attention, and she complained, "Well you know I'm not that into Muse!" WHAT.
Then it switched to another dream where I had gone to New Zealand with Johnny Depp (rofl I wish), and he wrote me a check to cover some of the expenses, and I remember looking at his signature thinking, "People try so hard to get his autograph, and here it is, sent to me because he owes me money! LOL!"
Then suddenly, I was at a farm, desperately trying to feed all the animals on time (on time for what, I don't know), and Frank from UCLA was there, trying to show me how to peel sheets of seeds of this wire fence to satiate the chickens. The chickens were really violent because they were so hungry and kept pecking at me.
Exciting, huh?
