Udgivet: 2005
Selskab: EMI
Udgivet i 4-disc udgave og som
fire enkelte disc
"THE GREATEST SHOWS ON EARTH TO BE RELEASED ON DVD"
Hvad
er det lige den sætning minder mig om ?
Nu er det snart nogle år siden at alle Floyd fan sad klistret til
skærmen lørdag aften den 2. juli i 2005.
Alle medlemmer fra Pink Floyd,
som vi kendte dem fra storhedstiden fra 1968 til 1979, var blevet kontaktet
og spurgt om de ville stille op til Live Aid 2.
De var blevet bedt om at
lægge fortidens skærmydsler bag
sig og genforenes denne ene gang til fordel for de lidende i Afrika. Og som
altid når vi rige skal hjælpe de fattige, skal det være skide skægt for os.
Det var så også tilfældet her!
Dette show er for længest udkommet på en 4 disc DVD. One Concert - two million
spectators - 1.000 artists - 3 billion viewers - 1 message
MAKE POWERTY HISTORY
Koncerten havde en kunstnerliste der var en kilometer lang. Derfor fylder den som sagt 4 discs og Floyd dukker først
op på den tredie disc. Til gengæld er der Pink Floyd backstage !! (til dem af jer der ikke har prøvet dét) og optagelser
fra da Floyd øvede sig også.
Det er måske ikke det helt store, men der er lidt interviews med dem alle fire og så
spiller de Wish you Were Here. Der er ikke andre bands backstage.
For at fokusere lidt på musikken:
Fire numre hed det sig, at det var med vores Floyd. Os der er lidt mere
nørdede, ved at det drejer sig om seks numre, da det starter med "Speak to Me", og da der også er "Breathe Reprise"
med
Altså er setlisten :
Speak to Me (nåede vi bare ikke at se i fjernsynet den aften)
Breathe (incl. Breathe Reprise)
Money (selvfølgelig - det var hvad det hele drejede sig om)
Wish You Were Here (indledt af nogle flotte ord fra Waters)
Comfortably Numb (Tak er kun et fattigt ord)
De flotte ord fra Waters er som følger :
"It's actually quite emotional, standing up here with these three guys after all these years. Standing to be counted with the rest of you. Anyway, we're doing this for everyone who's not here, particularly, of course for Syd."
Her skal det tilføjes at Syd stadig levede dengang i 2005.
Der var mange artikler i den engelske presse. Blandt dem er der kritike røster, der undrede sig over at de kalder det en gendannelse, når nu man ikke inviterer Syd Barrett med. Interessant synspunkt, som selvfølgelig må have været oppe og vende i Pink Floyds hoveder. Desværre var Barrett for langt ude i tågerne og havde været det alt for længe.
Som baggrund til "Breathe" brugte Floyd optagelserne fra Animals, med grisen der flyver rundt om Battersea Powerstation, med de karakteristiske skorstene. Lidt senere i showet zommer et af kameraene hen over scenen og ud på netop Battersea - morsom lille detalje
På Live8-billedet kan du linke til "Live8live.com", som jo er det det hele drejer sig om.
Læs evt en
artikel
fra gratis bladet Urban fra før koncerten
Faktisk
en ret god artikel, set med en fans øjne. Thomas Søie Hansen ved i hvert fald
en del om Floyd. Normalt kan man altid finde forkerte oplysninger i sådanne
artikler, men ikke her.
Fed musik. Fed oplevelse. Utroligt at Floyd blev genforenet.... men var dette enden på al fattigdom ?
Numre på denne plade
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Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tooling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pin prick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb
