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Roadie #42 - Blog #178 Back in the seventies (when sound systems were somewhat less refined and attitudes to health and safety a touch more vague), the sign of a good show was that the band sent the crowd home with a ringing in their ears. Montreal these past couple nights has kinda turned those tables a little. Canadian crowds are always good and noisy, but these folks are genuinely something else. ![]() They’re Mexican-waving up a storm before the show even starts. Once the house lights go down, they sound like a jet engine taking off. It reaches a point where it’s actually uncomfortably loud at points - but the emotional impact is astonishing. Hurts Like Heaven, indeed… ![]() (Click for large version) Nights like these pop up in a tour and catch you unawares. This kind of audience reaction sends the band into another level performance-wise and the crackle back and forth between band and crowd becomes its own electrical storm. ![]() Usually, the thing that crosses everyone’s minds during shows such as this is, “Christ, how come this isn’t the show they’ve booked a dozen cameras for?” ![]() Funnily enough, though, nobody’s thinking this in Montreal. And for very good reason. ![]() Reason being, of course, that in Montreal there are a dozen cameras present, capturing the whole thing as it unfolds. ![]() Given that I’ve seen them do this show coming on for a hundred times now, the idea that I’m actually entertaining the idea of spending time watching a film of it is pretty remarkable. The fact that I genuinely can’t wait to see it is definitely saying something. ![]() Let hope they got it, eh? R42 ![]() |