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What a Show
Nov. 23rd, 2002 02:10 pmThe concert was to start at 7:30P.M. EST.
EDT was not prevalent, so we got there a little early.
Once inside, I think we walked several laps around the Gund, as they weren't letting us into the main concert area yet.
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digitylgoddess and I scoffed at $5 wine coolers and $8 hot dog stands, eventually lingering just outside section 117. While standing there, yet again appalled by the $100 sweatshirts and $45 t-shirts, a few of the Gund workers came over to discuss piercings with me, and then hair, and eventually tattoos. The one lady had vibrant, crimson hair, and gray contacts that made her dark skin seem even more ebony, and I thought she was beautiful for it.
I think we got into the concert area by 8:30. Our seats were outstanding - row 6, seats 3 & 4. I think we got the old-school section, however. Everyone around us was easily in their 40's, which is fine except for that only a few even knew Gabriel had a new album, and the one guy said it was "growing on" him.
For the record, and I know I have said it before, but Peter Gabriel's new album is amazing. It's a mixture of older feel with new technilogical additions (more synths, some electronic drums, more sound samples). The lyrics are what make it so good though - they are very raw, straightforward. There's a reason the tour is called "Growing Up," and his album reveals the experience tremendously well.
The opening act was called the Blind Guys (men?) of Alabama. What we saw first was Peter walking up to the stage, right through the crowd, and then he introduced them, leaving the stage for his opening act.
Seven elderly African American gentlemen in dapper suits, three leading three others one step at a time, came onto the stage, and broke into seven-part harmony singing a capella. I got chills listening to them, their voices a grand mixture of falsetto and bass (if you have seen Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, think about the scene where they go back to the cabin and the three gravediggers are singing *shivers*).
The second song was a fun spiritual-revival, easily seven to ten minutes in length and the crowd was up dancing and clapping - all except for our section. Instead they were drinking their beers, bitching about the opening act and making cracks about them. I tried to ignore them, and had my own kind of fun clapping and bouncing in my seat.
Their final song of the set was one of the blind guy's favorites, as he put it, and they began playing the intro to "House of the Rising Sun." Only, it wasn't that song - instead, it was the words to "Amazing Grace" set to the melody of "House..."
It was just gorgeous.
( If you haven't fallen asleep yet, here's the rest )
EDT was not prevalent, so we got there a little early.
Once inside, I think we walked several laps around the Gund, as they weren't letting us into the main concert area yet.
In the meantime,
digitylgoddess and I scoffed at $5 wine coolers and $8 hot dog stands, eventually lingering just outside section 117. While standing there, yet again appalled by the $100 sweatshirts and $45 t-shirts, a few of the Gund workers came over to discuss piercings with me, and then hair, and eventually tattoos. The one lady had vibrant, crimson hair, and gray contacts that made her dark skin seem even more ebony, and I thought she was beautiful for it.I think we got into the concert area by 8:30. Our seats were outstanding - row 6, seats 3 & 4. I think we got the old-school section, however. Everyone around us was easily in their 40's, which is fine except for that only a few even knew Gabriel had a new album, and the one guy said it was "growing on" him.
For the record, and I know I have said it before, but Peter Gabriel's new album is amazing. It's a mixture of older feel with new technilogical additions (more synths, some electronic drums, more sound samples). The lyrics are what make it so good though - they are very raw, straightforward. There's a reason the tour is called "Growing Up," and his album reveals the experience tremendously well.
The opening act was called the Blind Guys (men?) of Alabama. What we saw first was Peter walking up to the stage, right through the crowd, and then he introduced them, leaving the stage for his opening act.
Seven elderly African American gentlemen in dapper suits, three leading three others one step at a time, came onto the stage, and broke into seven-part harmony singing a capella. I got chills listening to them, their voices a grand mixture of falsetto and bass (if you have seen Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, think about the scene where they go back to the cabin and the three gravediggers are singing *shivers*).
The second song was a fun spiritual-revival, easily seven to ten minutes in length and the crowd was up dancing and clapping - all except for our section. Instead they were drinking their beers, bitching about the opening act and making cracks about them. I tried to ignore them, and had my own kind of fun clapping and bouncing in my seat.
Their final song of the set was one of the blind guy's favorites, as he put it, and they began playing the intro to "House of the Rising Sun." Only, it wasn't that song - instead, it was the words to "Amazing Grace" set to the melody of "House..."
It was just gorgeous.
( If you haven't fallen asleep yet, here's the rest )
