Konzert-Review aus Nashville:
The Spin, March 30, 2006
[B]Don’t just do something, stand there!
Does it matter to you that Oasis think Nashville girls are ugly? That Noel Gallagher asked a Sunday Ryman crowd, “Shouldn’t you be in church?” Do you care that Liam sings with his arms down at his sides, perfectly still, looking more awkward and disgruntled than any teenager could ever hope to be? Does it bother you that, when he’s not singing, he stands off to the side, adjusts his balls once, twice, then remains motionless until it’s his turn to sing again? That he never smiles? Do you care about any of this, when they can play song after song, every chord perfect, their voices hitting every note, every scratch, every scream? Do you care about their blasé attitudes when you’re surrounded by shouting fans? Or when the girl in front of you jumps up and down for an hour-and-a-half straight, when the person next to you sings every word to every song, or when the fists fly into the air as Liam sings, “Don’t put your life in the hands / of a rock ’n’ roll band / who’ll throw it all away,” at the start of “Don’t Look Back in Anger”? Or when they rip into a flawless cover of “My Generation” that just might (blasphemy!) rival the original? Which is more important—the music or the act? Oasis act like sullen children, but does it matter when, in the end, they rock their asses off? As far as we’re concerned, the answer is no. It doesn’t matter one bit. Spotted wandering fearlessly among the tainted masses: Nashville’s latest entry into the First-Names-Only Couples Hall of Distinction, Keith
lalalala… :dance:
…und noch ein Bild vom letzten Konzert der DBTT Tour (Mexico City):
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five to seven