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Roger Waters
Nov. 13th, 1987 08:00 pmOne of the most sparsely attended shows I've seen at the arena, which is a shame, because Waters's shows are much like Pink Floyd's. I was down on the floor (sec 5 row F seat 9).
Waters used the old round video screen that the Floyd had used, and had many of the original films. I loved seeing the mechanical creature, crawling to the heavy, throbbing into to "Welcome to the Machine". The top half of the screen was lined with vari-lites.
The tour was for Radio KAOS. There was a War Games-like conversation with a synthesized voice as the theme of the show. A DJ (played by Jim Ladd) had a booth to the side of the stage, and he had an ongoing conversation with the synthesized voice of Billy. At one point, the world was apparently going to end. All the lights on the stage came up white and bright, aiming upwards and outwards, and then, with the crescendo, they all aimed for the floor and went out. Black. Total silence. A moment of awe.
Musicians were Paul Carrack (keyboards) who sang David Gilmour's parts, Mel Collins (sax), Jay Stapley (guitar), Andy Fairweather-Low (guitar), Graham Broad (drums), Katie Kisson and Doreen Chanter (vocals).
After the show, I sat in Polaris, going around, reading the concert program.
Waters used the old round video screen that the Floyd had used, and had many of the original films. I loved seeing the mechanical creature, crawling to the heavy, throbbing into to "Welcome to the Machine". The top half of the screen was lined with vari-lites.
The tour was for Radio KAOS. There was a War Games-like conversation with a synthesized voice as the theme of the show. A DJ (played by Jim Ladd) had a booth to the side of the stage, and he had an ongoing conversation with the synthesized voice of Billy. At one point, the world was apparently going to end. All the lights on the stage came up white and bright, aiming upwards and outwards, and then, with the crescendo, they all aimed for the floor and went out. Black. Total silence. A moment of awe.
Musicians were Paul Carrack (keyboards) who sang David Gilmour's parts, Mel Collins (sax), Jay Stapley (guitar), Andy Fairweather-Low (guitar), Graham Broad (drums), Katie Kisson and Doreen Chanter (vocals).
After the show, I sat in Polaris, going around, reading the concert program.