a fat guy in a t-shirt doing all the singing

so last night i ended up getting some last-minute tickets to lcd soundsystem in tripod. i’ve never seen the place so full. i had a spot directly behind the sound desk and couldn’t move from start to finish. i hate to be that guy but the lines “people don’t dance no more, they just stand there like this, they cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and diss” could kind of have been written about me. i won’t moan about or diss the band. not one bit. the show was awesome. i bopped a little bit. but i don’t get this whole hurling drinks and glo-sticks in the air business. last night’s crowd was wild. i guess maybe it was the positive expression of the pain felt by a disenfranchised and angry youth, given the fraught situation the nation is in. but then again, at €40+ a pop for tickets, and three sold-out shows, i doubt this youth was the most disenfranchised. but that’s moot i suppose. everyone is angry. and this isn’t that kind of blog.

last night’s show was magnificent – inspiring musicianship, unflappable focus, genuine humility in the face of overwhelming adulation, and a true sense of unparallelled joy in performance. and off stage, i really feel i have to mention how great the lights were. with a show like that you could just have spotlights and the odd strobe, but the variety, innovation and, dare i say it, humour of the lighting was definitely a highlight. the people at tonight’s show (hopefully) got to miss the bullshit bailout conference earlier, for a night of fall-of-the-empire abandon. so this is a volte face, forget what i said at the start. dance yrself clean.

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