Dream Brother. My Killer. My Lover.

Sep 22, 2010 11:15

Placebo 21/09/2010. They did it.
And I've been there.

To see fragile Molko evaporating down to dark energy. To feel positive vibrations (c) all over the body. To hear them playing live, which is amazing, powerful, stunning...
To scratch the itching misanthropy, having to look out the stage in the glimpses between the raised hands, jumping heads and even female asses in the air... having to be stuck in the smoking slamming mass of people.
I wished I went under and bought those mega-expensive VIP tickets. At least I'd be able to fully plunge into the sound.
Next time... Next time I'll go to their concert in Europe.

There were lots of new (for me) songs. And very few of my old favourites (I guess they are too slow and depressive for a live concert).
For some reason before the show started, I was thinking of Nirvana's Unplugged... and magic worked, Placebo played All Apologies. Probably it was kind of apology for the unfinished concert the night before? Well, they did play it off with a vengeance this time.

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