Saturday, July 05, 2008
YOU MADE ME REALISE
Here it is - albeit belatedly - the final post by a blogger who attended the recent My Bloody Valentine gig at the Roundhouse.Indeed, I've read so many reviews by bloggers about this gig that I feel that there must have been at least twenty thousand more people in the audience than there actually were.
It makes me feel good though - realising that I was, at last, PART OF A MOVEMENT. This was OUR BAND and it felt great to be stood in slightly too close proximity to my fellow bloggers.
Now I at least know which ones "don't need" to use a deodorant, and I have a vague idea of who they are.
I will be using this information for blackmailing purposes in future.
For thirty nine years we MBV fans have waited for our heroes' return. They returned ... and how.
At exactly 22:54 hours they took to the stage in a cloud of smoke and stark lighting.
Frontman Kevin Shields still looked eerily youthful, fey and pensive.
The rest of the band slouched around in black, as ever.
What followed was an evening of aural assault, feedback drenched inertia, corruscating what have you, distorted jiggery pokery, pain, sex, ecstasy, brutality, desire - everything that you could ever want from music, in other words.
This was JOY, in essence.
Time stood still.
My ears are still ringing, and whenever I think about the gig I get a warm tingle in my loins that spreads up my back and down my legs.
Here is the obligatory YouTube clip of the band, as everyone else has posted one:
Labels: biggest blogmeet of all time, bleeding eardrums, corruscating what have you, My Bloody Valentine
