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brightlywoven If I could go back in time, and tell 17 year old me about tonight, what a happy world that would be.
Counting Crows were in excellent, excellent form. A spectacularly good show: energised but still quite moving.
They opened with an acoustic guitar accompanying 'Girl of the North Country' (Counting Crows + Dylan! Bliss!), and moved through a set that covered 15 years of albums quite respectably. A highlight for me was 'A Murder of One', but 'Miami' was pretty special too. The set finale combined Rain King with a riff on Mr Jones and a cover of 'A little help from my friends' which I thought a had it all over the Beatles or Cocker. It was a rocking, dancing, screaming sort of show. Now my knees and neck are aching from dancing, and I'm pretty sure my voice will be non-existent in the morning but it was worth it.
The Crows' music is full of flight: wings, aeroplanes, satellites, moons, angels, birds and feathers. Tonight Adam Duritz was Icarus. He rose and fell and rose again. And though his jumps always crashed down, there was a glee and an optimism and reaching in the leaping. It really was a treat to be there.
Counting Crows were in excellent, excellent form. A spectacularly good show: energised but still quite moving.
They opened with an acoustic guitar accompanying 'Girl of the North Country' (Counting Crows + Dylan! Bliss!), and moved through a set that covered 15 years of albums quite respectably. A highlight for me was 'A Murder of One', but 'Miami' was pretty special too. The set finale combined Rain King with a riff on Mr Jones and a cover of 'A little help from my friends' which I thought a had it all over the Beatles or Cocker. It was a rocking, dancing, screaming sort of show. Now my knees and neck are aching from dancing, and I'm pretty sure my voice will be non-existent in the morning but it was worth it.
The Crows' music is full of flight: wings, aeroplanes, satellites, moons, angels, birds and feathers. Tonight Adam Duritz was Icarus. He rose and fell and rose again. And though his jumps always crashed down, there was a glee and an optimism and reaching in the leaping. It really was a treat to be there.
"I have been to Paris
I have been to Rome
I have come to London
I am not alone"
I have been to Rome
I have come to London
I am not alone"