already spent more than a month and I'll pretend that this is one of those things that people call and magazines are printed every month ... Having said So, hey ho! let's go!
While in Mexico, recalled one of the worst mistakes of our history, Santa Monica was preparing to be literally shaken (again) by a wave of sonic destruction at its most pure. On October 2 was the last time (until now) of the reunion tour of My Bloody Valentine and was memorable (it was the most fucking artistic experience of my life ...).
Lookin 'good!
The area had a great landscape, the clear sky and bright sun, but (like the Weather Channel would indicate) with a sense heat about 15 degrees (mr. weatherman !!!), or cold. The Civic Center was normal, a couple of blocks from the beach and very clean, a simple auditorium with capacity for about 6 or 7 thousand people.
Santa Monica Civic Center
drink urine passed and almost an hour for Kevin Shields , Bilinda Butcher, Debbie Googe and Colm Ó Cíosóig break with all the bad videos mythical wave recorded, bootlegs, legends, memories, etc.. etc. Everything was perfect, the walls of amplifiers, the giant pedals, ls projections, lighting, just the conditions were the best, no better time for this meeting. They started
I Only Said and just after bang! When You Sleep . The sound was tremendous, PA super-powerful, all was a direct attack toward the audience, not just sonic, visual and physical also. It did not take the (classical) interaction of the band with the public, a pair of "thanks for coming" from an extremely shy Bilinda and Shields were sufficient. This "interaction" was another way, we were just privileged to be there, it was almost as if the band had given us the opportunity to enter their world for nearly two hours.
My Bloody Valentine @ Santa Monica Civic Center
Photo by: ddkim
While in Mexico, recalled one of the worst mistakes of our history, Santa Monica was preparing to be literally shaken (again) by a wave of sonic destruction at its most pure. On October 2 was the last time (until now) of the reunion tour of My Bloody Valentine and was memorable (it was the most fucking artistic experience of my life ...).
Lookin 'good! The area had a great landscape, the clear sky and bright sun, but (like the Weather Channel would indicate) with a sense heat about 15 degrees (mr. weatherman !!!), or cold. The Civic Center was normal, a couple of blocks from the beach and very clean, a simple auditorium with capacity for about 6 or 7 thousand people.
Santa Monica Civic Center Once inside, you earplugs given away at the slightest provocation, in the bar at the merch in the bathroom ... nobody wanted to claim for destruction of ears, but after all, we would all that. The first to take the stage was Pete Kember (aka Sonic Boom that a couple of weeks ago played at the Mutek) with a drummer, a bassist and a Jason Pierce integrated inflatable chair.
The Spectrum pulled with a long version of Mar and (lighting and the layers were totally hypnotic) and followed classic fuckin ' Spacemen 3! There Transparent Radiation, How You Satisfy Me , Revolution version !!!!!, mind blowin 'in When Tomorrow Hits (the wah inflatable Jason Pierce was a drill) and Suicide . Sonic Boom appreciated at all times with his voice drenched in delay and just before the tribute to Martin Rev and Alan Vega , when it announced that it would be the last song he said something like "Enjoy What You've Waited for" ... shit! shit! shit!
At the end I felt like an idiot for having been on the side of Spiritualized and have done away with Sonic Baby Boom, but hey! never too late ... After this act of psych-hypno-treme-shit vomit was the point of the night, Miss Gemma Hayes . Within seconds he had built destroyed Kember, everything became a cursed Lilith Fair!
The Spectrum pulled with a long version of Mar and (lighting and the layers were totally hypnotic) and followed classic fuckin ' Spacemen 3! There Transparent Radiation, How You Satisfy Me , Revolution version !!!!!, mind blowin 'in When Tomorrow Hits (the wah inflatable Jason Pierce was a drill) and Suicide . Sonic Boom appreciated at all times with his voice drenched in delay and just before the tribute to Martin Rev and Alan Vega , when it announced that it would be the last song he said something like "Enjoy What You've Waited for" ... shit! shit! shit!
At the end I felt like an idiot for having been on the side of Spiritualized and have done away with Sonic Baby Boom, but hey! never too late ... After this act of psych-hypno-treme-shit vomit was the point of the night, Miss Gemma Hayes . Within seconds he had built destroyed Kember, everything became a cursed Lilith Fair!
drink urine passed and almost an hour for Kevin Shields , Bilinda Butcher, Debbie Googe and Colm Ó Cíosóig break with all the bad videos mythical wave recorded, bootlegs, legends, memories, etc.. etc. Everything was perfect, the walls of amplifiers, the giant pedals, ls projections, lighting, just the conditions were the best, no better time for this meeting. They started
I Only Said and just after bang! When You Sleep . The sound was tremendous, PA super-powerful, all was a direct attack toward the audience, not just sonic, visual and physical also. It did not take the (classical) interaction of the band with the public, a pair of "thanks for coming" from an extremely shy Bilinda and Shields were sufficient. This "interaction" was another way, we were just privileged to be there, it was almost as if the band had given us the opportunity to enter their world for nearly two hours.
My Bloody Valentine @ Santa Monica Civic Center Photo by: ddkim
There were several crashes (without this is a bad thing), a huge and fascinating was the expression of peace Bilinda as insane (from an elementary school teacher) with the waves of noise, as in To Here Knows When (one of the highest moments of concert). Close your eyes and you had all the evidence that it was all real but had a great ingredient dreamy, it is difficult to explain.
Before You Made Me Realise (mother of the Holocaust and guilty of all the legend about the live shows the band) Bilinda Shields thanked and said: "here comes the bomb" ... were almost 20 minutes of pure and exquisite noise, wave oscillators, low pitch. It was a big blast that literally I rattled, raising his hands to feel how moving your palms, cheeks, stomach, were at the epicenter of an atomic bomb.
is almost impossible to describe this part of the set, you can only understand when you are there, it's an experience that not only redefines the way in adopting the noise, it breaks the limits within which the music is the same act in vivo. The music enters our ears, moving feelings, impulses in the brain causes, but what happens when it finally materialized into something tangible. My Bloody Valentine has done it, it took years to do it, I doubt that the Holocaust have sounded like in 1991. Now have access to double or triple the PA, have professional sound engineer (at the end of the concert people congratulating him), total control of where they play and as the New York Times spent more than $ 366,000 worth of equipment (only in backline).
After the wave of noise came back with a beautiful precision to finish the song. They left their instruments and confound all, had been too, again, were privileged. It was a pure act, no paraphernalia, no cheap resources ... pure ART NOISE.
not expect this to remain so long, then a convenience to tell the rest of the trip in a second part (next month! hehe). Stay tuned for Volume 2 with Deerhoof and A Place To Bury Strangers !! Wahhhhhhh!
* thanks to explosions and ddkim for the photos. There were gorillas taking care not to take photographs (and well, the memory will only be in our heads).
Before You Made Me Realise (mother of the Holocaust and guilty of all the legend about the live shows the band) Bilinda Shields thanked and said: "here comes the bomb" ... were almost 20 minutes of pure and exquisite noise, wave oscillators, low pitch. It was a big blast that literally I rattled, raising his hands to feel how moving your palms, cheeks, stomach, were at the epicenter of an atomic bomb.
is almost impossible to describe this part of the set, you can only understand when you are there, it's an experience that not only redefines the way in adopting the noise, it breaks the limits within which the music is the same act in vivo. The music enters our ears, moving feelings, impulses in the brain causes, but what happens when it finally materialized into something tangible. My Bloody Valentine has done it, it took years to do it, I doubt that the Holocaust have sounded like in 1991. Now have access to double or triple the PA, have professional sound engineer (at the end of the concert people congratulating him), total control of where they play and as the New York Times spent more than $ 366,000 worth of equipment (only in backline).
After the wave of noise came back with a beautiful precision to finish the song. They left their instruments and confound all, had been too, again, were privileged. It was a pure act, no paraphernalia, no cheap resources ... pure ART NOISE.
not expect this to remain so long, then a convenience to tell the rest of the trip in a second part (next month! hehe). Stay tuned for Volume 2 with Deerhoof and A Place To Bury Strangers !! Wahhhhhhh!
* thanks to explosions and ddkim for the photos. There were gorillas taking care not to take photographs (and well, the memory will only be in our heads).
