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Date: Sat, 3 Jan 1998 07:06:48 GMT
From: Yance Davis
Subject: NYE review
First thing I have to do is give kudos to the security at MSG for being So
ridiculously lax. Never before have I been to a venue that would let me
get two large bottles of champagne in with so little difficulty. I'm
generally not too into drinking at the shows, but New Years and champagne
just go too well together (and the little shotglasses of it for $5.50 was
a little nutty). My seat was up in the 400s, but MSG had fairly decent
sound throughout this little run, so it wasn't a problem. Thanks again to
all who helped me into the show!
First thing I noticed was a huge white semicircle hanging from the middle
of the arena covering the black cube which would have video and scores on
it were this some sporting event. Small bulges within the hemisphere
hinted at balloons, though since they had just done that last year, I
wasn't expecting a repeat. In the four corners of the venue were large
video projectors aimed at the white area of the ball in the middle.
When Emotional Rescue began, the projections began and a huge
three-dimensional, computer rendered animation of an "udder ball" appeared
on all four sides of the hemisphere. Already, I was seriously envying
anyone there who had partaken in hallucinagins, since the visuals were
clearly meant to enhance a good trip. Throughout the night other
animations popped up with more and more frequency. The first ones all had
an evolutionary motif, like small underwater creatures from millions of
years ago, swimming in a blue background. After a while though, things
from Trey's story the night before began to appear, like olives, steaks
and fried eggs (never saw a slim jim tho). One of the MOST irritating
things of the night was the people with the laser pointers, aiming the red
lights right over the little animations. I mean, here the band had some
people go through the trouble of creating these incredible graphics that
ebbed and flowed to the music with hundreds of colors, and some asshole is
thinking to himself "You know, that would really look better with a red
dot on it!" Did anyone else hear Trey say at one point for the people to
turn it off? Maybe I was just too pissed at the time, but I swear Trey
broke away from the jam to say something about it. Anyway, it was cool to
look at, but not enough that it took away from the music. Emotional
Rescue had a decent jam at the end, though not as spacy as the one at
Hampton. It's crazy listening to Mike get his voice so high to sing this
tune, but cool at the same time in its own way.
I was expecting a bit more from Ya Mar just because of all the Albany
hype, but it was just its regular short sweet self, with a quick Auld Lang
Syne jam around the middle which got incredible applause. I don't know
how much the band knew about the "My Sweet One chant" (there were actually
FLIERS going around, which, for MSO, seemed bizarre as hell), but
apparently they wanted to quell the audience early on and so Fishman went
into it right after a short drum solo at the end of Ya Mar. Wolfman's and
Limb by Limb, two tunes that can really go places, well...didn't. I mean,
I grooved to both the whole way through, but I guess NYE '95 spoiled us to
the point where most people expect these crystal jams all night, and they
just weren't there. Sloth was cool, but Fire was almost irritating.
Trey's solo at the end surpassed energy to the point where it was just
noisy. I mean, paying attention to Mike and Fishman for a while, they
were still trying to keep a little structure to the jam, but Trey was just
hitting notes at maximum volume to the point where I just wanted to get
away. Maybe I'm getting old early. The setbreak was long, but didn't
seem as long as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary this time, like
Fishman getting a haircut...just a setbreak...
Timber Ho started off the second set, which left me uneasy since this
song, much like Tweezer, can either Really go places or go absolutely
nowhere. This one, while the 'song' part of it was cool, the jam just
didn't do much for me so I sat back with some Champagne to chill a bit.
Next up was Mike's, which you really can't go wrong with. It was a fairly
standard Mike's, but enough to keep me fully into it. After a fast jam
for a while, it got slow all at once, and got really mellow, yet very nice
to listen to with some great licks by Trey that was just a little too
short for my tastes before it just faded out. I've been waiting for a
Mike's->Piper for a while, since it seems like it'd fit beautifully. I
mean, the song has a slow, soft intro with a Hydrogen feel to it while the
end of it speeds up enough to flow into Weekapaug beautifully (which this
didn't though, opting to finish Piper first before going into When the
Circus comes to Town :( ). Now, WTCCTT isn't that bad a tune, but its
placement here was a true downer to the set. Sure, sure, it's a nice
song, but 'nice' doesn't always do it for me. Roses are Free was cool
since I'd never seen it before, though I can't say much about its jamming
potential since the song seemed cut and dry. Decent tune I guess, but
mostly because I'd never heard it before. I think the best part of it was
hearing it end and get into Weekapaug. Yes, this jam was one of the few I
felt was NYE-caliber! Plenty of energy and synergy between the band.
Fast funky jams, and the first few times it felt ready to end, I was
surprised to see them build back the energy again and keep going. It
finished with Weekapaug which was truly a shame. A 60 minute set on NYE?
Well, at least set three would kick much ass like last year. During the
set break, two mysterious ballroom dancers came out for one of the
setbreak tunes. Around 11:50 the lights began to dim...
Also Sprach Zarathustra as an opener into the new year? Not a huge
surprise, but hell, it's a fine tune. The visuals up on the bubble were
kicking much ass here, showing all that had come before as well as some
new things, like an egg and a sphere which said "school bus" on it.
Finally the egg came to the center and slowly turned into a little baby
which danced around before dropping down in the center of NYC and turning
into the Statue of Liberty holding the lightbulb that was flying around
all night, rather than her torch. After that, the bubble opened up and
all the disasterous balloons, many much bigger than last years, fell down
over the floor. Disasterous only because, like many large objects on the
floor not attached to anyone, they all slowly got sucked towards the stage
to wreak havoc on the now-Tweezer-playing band. Page and Mike's mics got
battered down, and techs ran around the stage close to a state of panic
while the band kept playing on. After a while, Trey tried to get some of
the balloons himself which clearly affected the jam (poorly). Maze was
next, but seemed a little half-hearted. When Caspian came around I just
sat down and waited for a bit. Loving Cup was decent as usual, but I got
the sinking feeling early on that it would be the last of the set, and
sadly I was right (anOTHER 60 minute set). There was still the encore,
which, as we saw the night before, can be a great great thing..
Maybe I'm sounding too harsh here. It was a fun show..I mean hell, it was
New Years and no one wasn't in a great mood that I could see (though
apparently some one decided it'd be fun to jump out of the 400 section).
The visual display was great, the sound was fine and the people were kind.
Musically though, I felt bad for the ppl who traded off 12/30 tix to go to
12/31 only. Encore was Page doing New York, New York, the old Sinatra
tune. It was kind of cool watching Page cheese it up lawn boy style while
Trey kicked out his legs like a Rockette, but would have been better as an
intro into say...Reba. Sadly, all that was left was Tweezer Reprise
followed by almost immediate lights on. Still, there was a lot of smiling
and happiness in the air and some random girl hugged me and wished me
happy new year, so I gave her the last of my champagne and wished her one
back.
There was a fair amount of revelry on the street outside, including a
homeless man jamming with a cheap plastic flute while heads danced around
him tossing money while he played Auld Lang Syne and the themesong to
Sanford and Son. A guy with a box of gooballs was selling them and this
girl who Clearly wasn't at the show came up asking what they were, but she
was so fucked up that she started rambling about how she wanted one but
her dad was a crack additct so she can't eat them if there are any drugs
in them. It was a great crowd outside the garden so obviously the police
had to break it up and send people on their way (for a city that never
sleeps, it seemed they wanted us all to get to bed). Anyway, I hope that
everyone has a great year and that your NYE was fun. Peace
Yancy D
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Date: Sun, 4 Jan 1998 19:57:49 GMT
From: Lushington