What can I say that would add to what has already been said about this highly anticipated show?. It was absolutely unreal. I had great seats, for once!(about 5 rows back), and I had a great sightline to all of the proceedings. At 8 o'clock sharp, Rog hit the stage and I was dazzled for the next 3 hours. The opening salvo fron "The Wall" was a fine choice, w/ "Mother" as the icing on the cake. As they moved on during the set, Roger was in fine form. He looks so healthy, I couldn't believe my eyes!. He seemed thrilled to be performing to such a receptive audience. On a cool note, I caught Rog's eyes during "What God Wants", and I will NEVER forget it. He just gave me a little nod and a grin...how cool. Any-hoo, I can't really add much to the previous show descriptions, other than the show was incredible, and that THE highpoint WAS "Perfect Sense". I couldn't believe the crowd response to that song!. Place was rockin' (and PACKED as well!). Rog led an astounding outro, and the crowd really got into it. Man, I am still reeling from the experience. See ya in Cleveland!!! :)From luge (Chat Zone 7/26 3:19 PM)
Just to add my observations:From PLS (Chat Zone 7/26 2:15 PM)
- guitar strap broke again during the encore.
- During "Brain Damage", as Rog sang "..the lunatics are on the grass.." he pointed up toward the hillside (lawn seating)... pretty funny.
- He actually walks from side to side and greets the fans... some lucky young lady got a handshake... at one point, he was stage left when his lines were coming up and he had to jog over to the mike... he was having fun :)
- After "Perfect Sense" some deadhead in front of me asked "What's that song called?" The entire venue had just been singing along with him (which had the hair on my arms standing on end... phenomenal)...
It was a beautiful evening and I think Roger responded to that... the twilight... cool breezes... nearly full moon... It all came together for a beautiful show. I don't think I'll ever see him live again.
I hope I'm wrong.
I had the great pleasure of enjoying an evening at Pine Knob with Mr. Roger Waters last night. We were sitting in the pavillion stage right and the seats were really great - we could see everything on the stage very clearly and we were centered between two of the "behind the crowd" speaker columns providing the 360 degree "whooshing vortex" effects.
I was a bit worried about the crowd while we were partying around the trunk in the Knob's parking lot. Again, like so many classic rock concerts I've recently attended - huge mix of "fans". You could spot the old-timers a mile away, smiling that psychedelic smile from behind faded Dark Side of the Moon t-shirts. They didn't bother me. Then there were the teens and such, mostly out-of-it kids looking for some good stoner music on a Michigan summer evening. They didn't bother me - they were certainly in the right place! It was the 30-somethings wearing (recent) 'Pink Floyd' concert shirts that got me. Don't they read alt.music.pink.floyd? Or even Rolling Stone? "What an insult to the artist", I thought to myself. Sporting merchandise from that evil 'serrogate' band who plays big stadiums. Don't they know anything about Rog?
No warm up act. At 7:50 they annouced the show would start in 10 minutes. Just after 8 the house lights went down - the pavillion was mostly full now and the lawn had been packed since we got there. The stage was a very simple set-up. Drums on the left, keyboards on the right (2 complete keyboard stations with dualing keyboardists). The backup vocalists had a platform in front of the keys, with a couch in back. There was a riser/catwalk in the far back of the stage with doors cut into the "wall" underneath in the center. Then there was a big curtain (screen) across the stage behind all that. In the center was a small living room: a couple of couches, some tables, some lamps - and even a lava lamp on the coffee table for atmosphere!
The drummer was Graham Broad (his drummer from Amused to Death). He was excellent but I kept thinking the drums were not loud enough in the mix. The "lead" guitarist was Andy Fairweather-Low, and man he had some big-ass shoes to fill but did an excellent job. Jon Carin was the "main keyboardist" playing, among other music, the solo for Welcome to the Machine and the "barking" solo for Dogs. He wasn't very animated but the sound was right on. I think the other "keyboardist" (I didn't catch his name) was a 'filler' - adding horns, strings, whatever was needed. Also on guitar was Doyle Bramhall II - Doyle and Andy traded solos back and forth (and even perfomed a "twin" solo during Numb). Rog, of course, played bass. At times there was a 4th guitar on stage (I'm sure of it!) but I didn't catch the name. He might have been a hallucination - I'm not certain.
There was a very professional mood to the show. All the musicians wore simple black, the arrangements very tight. Much of the guitar work was pretty straight copies of Dave, although Doyle and Andy got to do "their thing", too. I was actually very pleased by this. What worse way to ruin a great Pink Floyd song than to re-write the entire solo?
Weirdest moment: during the long "barking" part of dogs, the drummer, guitarists, and Rog all sat down in the "living room" and played a game of cards. Trippy, man. A nice touch that harkened back to the old experimental (theatrical stunts) days of Syd.
Rog did his share of "hiding in the back" but really warmed to the crowd. Oh yeah - for all my fears the crowd was the (typical?) awesome Detroit audience. Decently well-behaved, into every minute, and very, very enthusiastic. After the first encore the house lights came up (1/2 way?), giving eveyone a chance to head for the parking lot. Almost nobody did. That was cool. This crowd wasn't moving as long as there was a ghost of a chance for one more song.
The more the show went on the more Rog came out to the front. During the "Perfect Sense" (an anti-war ballad which juxtaposes a country's fascination for war-as-entertainment with sports media) he had the whole crowd on their feet and was trompsing around on the stage waving his arms theatrically ("Can't you see??? It all makes perfect sense, expressed in dollars and cents, pounds, shillings, and pence!!"). Then during "It's a Miracle" he even walked to the edge of the stage and shook hands with a fan -- "faith healer" style. In general he was way more animated then I expected, pointing to the audience, waving, thanking the crowd, etc. For my part, I had made 3 signs with black paint on tractor-feed paper. One was staff notation of the 1st two measures of "In the Flesh" (for the opener). Also, "Welcome back to Detroit, Roger" and "Thank-you Rog!" which went up for the final encore.
And yes, he opened "Every Stranger's Eyes" with the truck-stop waitress echoing around the pavillion in 360 degrees. "Hey - You want a cup of coffee? You take cream and sugar? Sure."
Better than Pink Floyd? Well yes and no. It wasn't the big production of PF - no lasers and fireworks and such, in fact the effects were definitely early seventies with slides, "liquid light", etc. But, true to Rog's word, it was a much more "human", intimate show and the music was superb! (The show started at 8, ended at 10:50 with a 15 minute intermission)