My mind was blown last night by pixies’ astonishing performance at Luna Park. A Great Performance of Great Songs by a Great Band. And a crowd of thousands of fans in [rather than on] ecstasy.
It was so much better than I could have hoped for! Earlier in the day I’d watched the recent doco loudQUIETloud which portrays the band members as fragile, damaged people, incapable of communicating with each other. The performances in that film were excellent, but pedestrian compared with what we were treated to last night. It was one of those magical occasions where artist and audience lift each other to great heights. Kim Deal was beaming for the whole show, as was the audience. And like many in the packed crowd, I danced like a maniac to most of the songs. Here’s a little taste, via my phone camera:
An unforgettable concert. Sure there’s plenty to discuss around why this groundbreaking band isn’t releasing or performing new material, but I’ll save that for another time. Right now I’m still coming to terms with the realisation that I may have just seen the best gig of my life.