The Last Dominoes In Chicago
Data: 13 April 2006 |
1. A pocketful Of Stones |
Taper's comments:
i was only able to film part of it becouse i almost got caught by security, and
it was my first time filming a show.
My review:
The dvd starts out pretty lousy video wise and you cant see much, but sound wise
its pretty good. The sound isn't as
good compared to some of the 2006 gilmour roio's so its only an average 2006 but
compared to a mid 70's recording
its very good and very easy to listen to. For the last two songs of the first
set, (APOS and WWS) you can't see
much of the stage so most of the screen is blank except for some lights. Both
songs are indeed cut though APOS
is nearly complete but WWS is rather short. It seems during intermission Jedi
moved from the right side of the
theatre to the left side to film the second set. Most of the intro to SOYCD is
blank, and when the camera locates
the stage there is a bit of camera shake but its bareable. Most of the second
set is complete but there is a cut
in Breathe which goes straight to just after the intro of Echoes, so i believe
it skipped Time, Breathe Reprise and High
Hopes according to the setlist at www.brain-damage.co.uk. Echoes finishes at the
middle sequence (with the whale
sounds) and goes straight to WYWH due to a cut then about 2 seconds worth of the
first solo in Comfortably Numb can
be heard then the film finishes.
Thankx to jedi for taping the show and sharing with me.
I've chosen a show review from www.brain-damage.co.uk. there was a few to choose
from but this seemed the most intertaining lol...
SHOW REVIEW - April 13th
By BD contributor, Cory Reed
It was my first Pink Floyd related experience, and I was in danger of being late
for the show. We had left at 3 pm
from northeast Wisconsin and didn’t even hit I-190 yet when we approached the
back of the traffic jam. My dad
and I worried about making the show on time. After enduring the pile-up, we made
it to the parking lot relatively
quickly. Once parked, we walked very fast towards the doors.
The first set of ticket scans was easy enough. Only a few people had yet to get
in at that point. I could already
see that the lobby was filled with smoke. What a great atmosphere! The actual
theater door, however, was not as easy
when we got our tickets hecked. We got there right as the lights went out in
the theater and the announcer said
“Ladies and gentlemen…”. We were stopped by an older employee. She stopped us
and said that she couldn’t let us in
and that she had to close the doors. What was she thinking? My dad tried to
reason with her by explaining that we
had tickets. There were about ten people packed in tight next to her in the same
situation, so I just brushed past
her and we found the nearest usher.
Our seats were right by the doors of Section 107. We were in Row W, Seats 3 and
4. Finally!
We sat down about 15 seconds before Castellorizon started. As far as I’m
concerned, nobody should be allowed to
complain about the 8:05 start! When David plucked those first few notes, it sunk
in. I can definitely appreciate
that song better, as well as the rest of the new album, now that I’ve heard it
live. At some point during the first
few songs (it happened so fast!), we could clearly smell some peace pipe exhaust
coming from our right. Later on during
the first set, during a quiet part of the set when almost no one was standing, I
saw an older man wearing a red shirt
stand up and have a conversation with an imaginary person. He might have just
been singing along with the song while
making weird hand gestures with his hands. It’s hard to tell though.
He was a few rows in front of us, to the very right of Section 107. It was one
of the funnier moments of the show.
Later, my dad said he heard the loudspeaker announce that there was no smoking
shortly after this.
The show had its fair share of surprises. First off, David plays a mean banjo.
He was rocking that thing like crazy.
The energy level of Take a Breath was astonishing (A little less strobe lights
maybe?). This live version has been
praised before, but it really can’t be said enough. Rick Wright got a huge
ovation after his introduction. Every band
member was given their fair share of volume too, and as my dad commented, they
still managed to keep it very CLEAN.
Of course, the sound is always better in the back, but I can only remember a
couple of times when it was distorted.
In particular, there was a high note in the final solo of CN that started to
break up and there was some distortion
in Echoes (I thought it was a nice touch). Guy Pratt was particularly fun to
watch during this song. He would do high
jumping kicks for the last note of each scale. During Comfortably Numb, Marc
Brickman had a horizontal layer of green
lasers shoot out just over David’s head and past the heads of the audience. This
added to the feeling that we were on
the same plane with David as he played his solo. As if that song needed an extra
edge! I was also surprised that they
played Wot’s…Uh the Deal two nights in a row.
Wearing the Inside Out was given a break for a night and was replaced by Coming
Back to Life. It was easy for me to
take for granted that for many of my fellow Floyd fans, this song had come to
represent all the memories from the last
time they were able to see them on tour (which, according to David, was indeed
the last tour). I’m 19, so I was still
a little young when the Division Bell tour happened, so I was stunned by the
crowd response. There was so much energy
between the crowd and the band on this song.
For a lot of people, Time was the highlight of the show. Everyone was singing
along for this number. This was also
the second time we could smell that all-too-distinctive aroma. Echoes was a
treat. Gilmour and Rick Wright were great
during their dueling solos, especially Rick. He was all over the board
and it looked like he was having fun. David was dancing around more than I had
seen on previous concert videos. As the
solos alternated, the spotlights alternated with them. Brickman clearly
understands the nooks and crannies of Pink
Floyd’s catalogue I never knew that Gilmour made all those whale sounds. What
excellent stuff that was.
Immediately after Echoes, the lighters and cell phones quickly went up. The
crowd was going ape shit. The lights and
the band came back up, and they started Wish You Were Here. Nobody really
stopped singing along from the start of
the second set. We were even scat singing with David on Wish You Were Here.
For the most part, people were well behaved. There was some young guy about 10
rows in front of us that stood and
danced like an idiot the entire time. He had a drink in one hand and was
pointing at the stage with the other. Recently,
much has been written on a certain popular Gilmour blog about “those guys” and
how they are “supposed” to act in the
presence of Floyd fans. Personally, I thought it was funny as all hell, but I
can see why it would tick people off.
You have to have a little fun sometimes, and this guy was feeling it! He was an
awful dancer though. The whole balcony
was screaming and yelling too. It was a great energy and a great way to show
approval. The crowd is always going to
be either mildly annoying or callous and unreactive, and I’ll take the former.
Of course, we completely butchered
Shine On, even though a lot of people singing along knew ahead of time that it
was going to be performed differently.
That was it. It was over. We got a shirt and a program and left for the parking
lot. We decided to see if we could
catch David outside at the back of the building. Some stoners began to harass
the cops with unimaginative insults
when they pulled up the vans to block our view. Sure enough, he came out waving
after a half hour. He was really cool
about it. He continued to wave to the crowd even as they pulled away in the van,
which was perfectly lit inside for
David and Polly (Rick ended up in the same van too). Gilmour is a class act. I
can’t wait for the next one, if there
is a next one.
Added: 13.05.2007