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Post by evilduck on Apr 5, 2006 10:33:04 GMT 1
Awesome show, definitely one of the best I've been to, Like Herod especially made the night, and when they launched straight into mega-snake after like herod, you could tell that this song was written to be performed live.
Great setlist aswell, i think it went something like this:
Yes! I am a long way from home Friend of the Night Ithica 27-9 Travel Is Dangerous Summer Folk Death 95 I Know You Are But What Am I? Acid Food Hunted By A Freak Christmas Steps Like Herod Glasgow Mega-Snake ------ You Don't Know Jesus We're No Here
Most of the order is correct, the middle i'm not entirely sure on though.
Cannot wait for albert hall show now!
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Post by thomasboy on Apr 5, 2006 10:36:10 GMT 1
It was great, but I now honestly think people talking and shouting during quiet bits in gigs should be thrown out without hesitation. Stuart looked like he actually wanted to punch that woman who was shouting "it's not finished yet!". I wish he did.
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Post by evilduck on Apr 5, 2006 10:38:34 GMT 1
It was great, but I now honestly think people talking and shouting during quiet bits in gigs should be thrown out without hesitation. Stuart looked like he actually wanted to punch that woman who was shouting "it's not finished yet!". I wish he did. Yeah you could tell the band were getting pissed off at those people, at some points they did really ruin the atmosphere especially in like herod and christmas steps, it just seemed to be really unnecessary. Luckily the concert still managed to be great though.
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Post by mr. east on Apr 5, 2006 10:44:11 GMT 1
absolutely amazing even worth the damage to my ear drums
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Post by nocode198 on Apr 5, 2006 11:17:51 GMT 1
It was amazing, but my ears are still ringing and its the morning. I think concerts like that are dangerous, if attended regulary. It was the loudest concert I've ever been to, yeah as that girl shouting, fucking annoying, attention grabbing people who have to make their voice heard when its quiet.
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Post by monhiem1983 on Apr 5, 2006 11:18:59 GMT 1
Very good set last night with unexpected additions. The stupid heckling woman was annoying but Stuart told her to shut up towards the end thankfully. Ending was awesome, made the floor shake.
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Post by vyp0r on Apr 6, 2006 3:55:44 GMT 1
I was at the Cambridge gig and I too was annoyed at the Liverpudlian hecklers. I was standing right next to them during the The Magnificents set, and they kept talking to my mates and I saying stuff like "Are you not going to bop to this? You'll be bopping once Mogwai are on, that's for sure." amongst other comments that I really had no interest in even trying to make out what they were saying. They were clearly either very drunk or high before The Magnificents had even finished their set. By then I'd had enough and we moved towards the centre of the crowd, away from them. I agree entirely, why Security didn't intervene is beyond me. I was sooo tempted to shout out "Shut the f*** up!!" but I thought better of it because it would have ruined the atmostphere further, and just provoked them to disrupt even more. Overall though, it was a fantastic gig, probably my favourite. Better, even, than a gig I went to of my favourite band. The vibrations and feedback were so comforting and relaxing in a strange sort of way. I took some photos if anyone is interested in seeing them.
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Post by thomasboy on Apr 6, 2006 9:34:40 GMT 1
Yeah, I was tempted to shout "shut up you cunt!" but they were heckling during the Xmas Steps-Herod-Megasnake combo and I didn't want to add to the crowd noise. I was also tempted to shout a Bob Dylan "play it fucking loud!" during Xmas Steps, but I knew that bass was going to kick in very soon and shut them up properly. And can you put some of the pictures up here? I'd love to see them!
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Post by noise is a friend on Apr 6, 2006 11:10:21 GMT 1
like so many here, I find it incredible that people see fit to part with their money to go and see a band they don't like, with the sole intention of ruining the night for the rest of us
"bastids to a man", as a scottish friend of mine would say
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Post by vyp0r on Apr 10, 2006 0:39:56 GMT 1
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Post by jebussabes2 on Apr 10, 2006 14:31:42 GMT 1
From here:There was a solid thump as the back of the hippie's head hit the wooden floor. The hippie was lying on his back, confused. His mouth was open and his eyes were staring glassily at nothing much in particular. A member of the venue's staff with a walkie-talkie crouched by him.
"Dude," said the man with the walkie-talkie. "Can you hear me? Hello, dude. Do you know where you are?" The hippie continued to stare at the ceiling, conscious, but not communicating. "Can we get a medic over here?" the man said into the walkie-talkie. He set about trying to raise the hippie's head, and pour water from a bottle into his mouth.
This was Tuesday night, a rock venue in Cambridge, where we were seeing Mogwai - a band that specialises in producing ear-bashingly loud yet melodic walls of guitar noise. They are the sort of band, the downed hippie had obviously decided, that might sound particularly nice on ecstasy. Cabbaged before the main act had even come on stage, he had to sit out the remainder of the gig on a low stool, sipping quietly from a bottle of water and staring benignly into the middle distance.
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Post by tracy on Apr 10, 2006 15:21:44 GMT 1
From here:There was a solid thump as the back of the hippie's head hit the wooden floor. The hippie was lying on his back, confused. His mouth was open and his eyes were staring glassily at nothing much in particular. A member of the venue's staff with a walkie-talkie crouched by him.
"Dude," said the man with the walkie-talkie. "Can you hear me? Hello, dude. Do you know where you are?" The hippie continued to stare at the ceiling, conscious, but not communicating. "Can we get a medic over here?" the man said into the walkie-talkie. He set about trying to raise the hippie's head, and pour water from a bottle into his mouth.
This was Tuesday night, a rock venue in Cambridge, where we were seeing Mogwai - a band that specialises in producing ear-bashingly loud yet melodic walls of guitar noise. They are the sort of band, the downed hippie had obviously decided, that might sound particularly nice on ecstasy. Cabbaged before the main act had even come on stage, he had to sit out the remainder of the gig on a low stool, sipping quietly from a bottle of water and staring benignly into the middle distance. Mogwai are too hard for Hippies.
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