I really wanted to give a review of the Muse concert and didn’t have time to do it justice. Now it was weeks ago (gosh how quickly the time flies by) and it hardly seems that important any more.
However, I will say that now having seen them I fully understand why Muse win so many awards for being the best live band in the world – they truly deserve the accolade – they were totally awesome, without a shadow of a doubt the best band I’ve ever seen live. I was completely captivated from the minute they emerged to the strains of ‘Dance of the Knights’ by Prokofiev from which they thundered into the fantastic ‘Knights of Cydonia’ to the last strains of ‘Take a Bow’. The stage show was astounding, the visuals a treat, with lasers, lights, fantastic background pictures and even trapeze artists on giant balls moving across the stadium. It was a mixed set, capturing all the hits and I loved every single minute of it. My seat was directly opposite the stage and the acoustics weren’t great at times when the wind blew the wrong way, but I didn’t care. I had a perfect view of the whole stage and both giant screens without having to stand up for the whole concert – the first time that has ever been the case. I managed to get to the Stadium in time to see the end of the Biffy Clyro set, who seemed pretty good (good enough for me to download their album, although I haven’t had a chance to listen to it yet) and was completely settled by the time My Chemical Romance came on. It was another fantastic set from them too. They were obviously really enjoying themselves and away from the constraints of the Black Parade tour were able to include a real mixture of old and new songs. As always a real treat watching them perform and I’m hoping that some friends of mine that went got some decent photos of Gerard and Bob.
What wasn’t so great was trying to get home after the show. Wembley Park tube station was closed for some reason and so I (and about 70,000 other people) had to walk a mile to the next nearest station. It took so long that I only just managed to catch my last train home with minutes to spare. I finally got home just after 1.30am, and then remembered the workshop I was doing that day. If I’d been more organised I should have arranged to stay in London for the night, but I’d left all the stuff I needed for the workshop at home. As it was I was completely shattered when I finally got to work at the pub in the evening, and unfortunately had a workshop the following day so didn’t even get a lie in on Tuesday.
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