06-15-2007, 06:33 AM
DM is probably the only one of us that regularly attends stadium concerts. I had forgotten the glamour and excitement of paying $10.00 for a cup of beer and climbing narrow concrete steps to my seat 500 yards from the stage.
After a relatively fun set from Scottish alt-rockers, The Fratellis, we settled in our luxurious plastic seats and waited for the magic to happen.
Sting, Andy Summers and Stuart Copeland trotted onto the stage a few minutes before 9:00pm. Lights flashed, the audience roared and the band launched into 'Message in a Bottle'. Sting looked about 20 years younger than 57 in his sleeveless white t-shirt. His yoga-trained body glistened as he cavorted around the stage, fingers deftly plucking the strings of his bass guitar and generally wowing the crowd.
Stuarts drumming was nothing less than stunning. He was doing things live that I always thought were overdubs. He alternated between his standard drum kit and a percussion setup, throwing sticks to the crowd on a regular basis.
Andy Summers really likes wonky, experimental guitar sounds. He played live what he couldn't do in the studio for fear of alienating the listener. His solos were long, drawn out sections of squeaks and squonks. Very experimental, very interesting to hear in the context of top-40 hits.
They played most of their hits, although they skipped 'Synchronicity I' and 'Canary in a Coalmine', which I would have chosen over 'This Bed's Too Big Without You'.
It was a tight show and I was impressed how big 3 instruments could sound. I think my only complaint was more about the venue. Bad seats, overpriced food, and getting back to Bart was a human cattle-drive. I would also have liked to have seen a more elaborate stage. Flashing lights are pretty but I like giant props, fireballs and exploding drummers.
It was fun but I'd only go again if they played somewhere smaller, like my living room.
After a relatively fun set from Scottish alt-rockers, The Fratellis, we settled in our luxurious plastic seats and waited for the magic to happen.
Sting, Andy Summers and Stuart Copeland trotted onto the stage a few minutes before 9:00pm. Lights flashed, the audience roared and the band launched into 'Message in a Bottle'. Sting looked about 20 years younger than 57 in his sleeveless white t-shirt. His yoga-trained body glistened as he cavorted around the stage, fingers deftly plucking the strings of his bass guitar and generally wowing the crowd.
Stuarts drumming was nothing less than stunning. He was doing things live that I always thought were overdubs. He alternated between his standard drum kit and a percussion setup, throwing sticks to the crowd on a regular basis.
Andy Summers really likes wonky, experimental guitar sounds. He played live what he couldn't do in the studio for fear of alienating the listener. His solos were long, drawn out sections of squeaks and squonks. Very experimental, very interesting to hear in the context of top-40 hits.
They played most of their hits, although they skipped 'Synchronicity I' and 'Canary in a Coalmine', which I would have chosen over 'This Bed's Too Big Without You'.
It was a tight show and I was impressed how big 3 instruments could sound. I think my only complaint was more about the venue. Bad seats, overpriced food, and getting back to Bart was a human cattle-drive. I would also have liked to have seen a more elaborate stage. Flashing lights are pretty but I like giant props, fireballs and exploding drummers.
It was fun but I'd only go again if they played somewhere smaller, like my living room.