Someone else has already written a much better review
than i could ever do.Here it is, in its entirety. It's really long...
it is taken from The Independent newspaper so i don't know if you are
allowed to put it on the website. But anyway, it sums up my thoughts
about the gig better than I could ever articulate.it was a stupidly
good gig mind. 3 hours plus of absolute heaven. - Richard Bull]
Last night was the best concert I've ever been to. And
there was a part of me that wasn't actually looking forward to going.
I was knackered from a
By the time The Cure come on a little after eight, we've been standing near the front for an hour and my feet are already starting to ache, and then they launch into Plainsong and I forget about my day and remember why I love The Cure's music so much.
They don't sound like anyone else. Of all the millions of songs sung,
The Cure's music and the emotion it evokes remains entirely its own.
I've never head The Cure sound so alive. There's an inventiveness and energy to the new arrangements. The songs rarely sound like the record: The Walk, alt.end and Just Like Heaven have been injected with freshness and energy by the transposition of the keyboards to guitar. alt.end, particularly, soars.
Around the time of Live 8 and Festival 2005 it felt as if The Cure
were in danger of becoming a thrash version of themselves. Robert choosing
Although, very occasionally, the enthusiastic ramping up of effects
pedals means I struggle to hear the guitar solos A Night Like
This and One
And the playing is brilliant. Porl is sensational. Never Enough and
Wrong Number give him the chance to really show 12,000 people what he
can do with
And this group seems to be having a lot of fun together. Porl prances, swings his hips, almost disco dances at times! He hangs on to the last note of Wrong Number for so long that he pretends to swoon and sinks to his knees with a grin. Simon leaps and then swoops down on his bass like he's trying to snap it in two. Robert smiles and sways and shimmies his way through the whole gig I've never seen him so relaxed, giddy and engaged with the crowd. He remains the unlikeliest pop star in the world. He shrugs to the crowd and asks us what we want him to say? He moves his mouth silently and tells us to imagine whatever we'd like. In this world of fame hungry celebrities desperate for attention, it's refreshing, no it's astonishing to witness a man having thousands of people literally hanging on his every word, and choosing not to speak!
This Cure seems to really care about each other too. During Why I Can't
Be You? A hyper Porl gives up playing the funky riff, thrashes his guitar
a bit before collapsing on his back, his guitar clanging noisily. After
a moment, he staggers to his knees and leans into his amp - perhaps
to hear his guitar more clearly? Robert is serenading the far balcony
with his radio mike and misses this, but Simon sees and crosses the
stage, kneeling by Porl and asking if he's alright. It takes Porl a
while to answer, but finally he taps Simon lightly on the shoulder to
confirm he is. Initially I think Porl's fall is a gag, but after the
song he's helped from the stage by his roadie. Was he overcome by emotion?
Or maybe a bit 'tired and emotional', it's impossible to tell. He returns
for the final 'Old School' encore, looking
The choice of songs is perfect. Last time I saw The Cure at Wembley
it was for the Kissing Tour and I managed to go on the only night they
didn't play The Love Cats! I've been hoping that my luck will be different
twenty years on. They don't disappoint, not only playing the hits, but
making space for beautiful aching songs like To Wish Impossible Things
and the new, genuinely
The bands we love become the soundtrack to our lives. Monumental events
forever associated with albums, songs and lyrics. I came out to The
Sweaty and exhausted, feet sore, we stagger from the concert. My non-fan
friend is exuberant. "They were brilliant," he exclaims. He