Wednesday, May 02, 2012

So ya. Thought ya. Might like to. Go to the show.

To feel that warm thrill of confusion, That space cadet glow....
I saw Roger Waters' production of The Wall at the Toyota Center in Houston last night. 
It was actually worth the price of admission and the 100 mile drive (each way).
It exceeded expectations.  Significantly.
I didn't look at my watch during the show.  Not even once.
The music was great, the production inventive and thought-provoking, and technically amazing.
The only thing I didn't like about it was having to empty my pockets before being allowed in the venue, and was told that the Leatherman Micra on my keychain was not allowed in the building.  What the hell has this country come to when you have to submit to a search to get into a concert?  And then they make a stink about a multi-tool small enough to fit on a keychain?  Am I going to hijack the show with that inch and a half long blade or something?  They don't even care about that at the courthouse.  (And why the hell do you have to go through a metal detector and submit to an unwarranted, suspicionless search as a condition for entering a public building?  Especially one where your attendance is legally required through a jury summons?  But that's another rant.) 
And then through much of the first part of the show, there was a projected graphic of a surveillance camera sweeping the audience, in keeping with one of the central themes of the show--the evils of the police state.  When Waters sang the line, "Mother should I trust the government?," graffiti appeared on the wall saying, "No fucking way!"  And yet they act like a bunch of TSA dickheads at the enterance to the venue.  They didn't do that for KISS or AC/DC, so why for Roger Waters?  Was it part of the show or something?  A bit of twisted performance art?  I'd like to think so, but I doubt it. 






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