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CONCERT REVIEW: Horden Pavillion, Sydney [11/03/2002] by Neil Stipe Print E-mail
Sunday, 13 August 2006

Ok, I'm submitting this one a little late, but hopefully you can all forgive me - after all, it will be the only review for the No More Shall We Part Tour in Australia that has been submitted (unless I missed it).
To begin, I have never, never, ever experienced a concert like this before. It was , of course, my first Nick Cave concert, but I have attended many other big time concerts (Bob Dylan, Billy Joel, U2 and the like).

To begin, I was in the front row (occasionally as the crowd kept moving) for most of the show, which required almost five continuous hours of standing. I was therefore, by my estimate, about 2 metres from the stage, and about 3.5 metres, considering elevation, from Nick.

There were numerous standout moments of the concert - one of the most memorable was of course the encore performance which included The Curse Of Millhaven, which had been screamed out by several fans throughout the night. Now whether or not Nick can recall all the lyrics to the song I am uncertain, but having just emerged to yet again grace us with another brilliant performance, Nick called onto stage a roadie who held huge prompt cards. After directing the roadie to stand one side of the stage, Nick immediately redirected him to another side, and repeated the process to the roadies embarrassment, Nick the whole time reacting as if he was disobeying him. This the crowd enjoyed immensely, for within the cheering came breaks of laughter. In any case, Nick broke into song, and around two verses into Millhaven, cut short his singing, leaving the band to slowly end, while he pronounced something to the effect of "Fuck it, I don't want to sing that one tonight"

Another was the awesome rendition of The Mercy Seat, which began with accoustics and grew into a faster and faster paced eletric song. If there was one song that night that the crowd really reacted to, that was it. I have never heard a better live track. Nick also invited the crowd to sing 'Into My Arms'. The only objection to the whole evening, and it wasn't really an issue, was the lack of participation or reaction or any other response by the crowd. For the majority, they seemed content to stand or sit in, I assumed, awe.
The only objection to the song list that I held was that Love Letter did not make an appearence.

The Weeping Song, which split the roles of father and son between Blixa and Nick respectively, was also another brilliant rendition.
Needless to say, in the presentation there were no faults at all, and if I had to give this a rating out of ten, I would, in a cliche, give it eleven.

However, in case Nick ever reads this review, which I know he won't, may I say the support band was terrible and that, my friends, is the greatest understatement of all time.

The support was named Iris, and was a mix between tight leather pants, bright coloured shirts, lyrics like 'We are all butterflies, fluttering, look how we flutter', and the lead singer attempting to replicate the same drug induced collapse-dancing only ever seen in the 1980s, this was the most pain inducing God-knows how long period of my life I've ever endured. Thankfully the night did a complete turn around.

Nick played for an hour and three quaters, I think. That time was split by the periods between encores. I wish I had written a better review, but I have little time, and I only just notice the need for one here.


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