Outlandos d’AmourAugust 2, 2007
Saw The Police last night at the Garden.
No, not the cops!
The Police…Sting, Stewart Copeland and Andy Summers…Yeah baby.
I am even more in love than I ever was before. You know how I get when I see a band live.
I fall. Hard.
I won’t link videos. You know their songs. If you don’t, crawl out from under that very large rock you are living beneath and go buy some albums.
And never come here again until you do.
Some of my favorites from last night in no particular order: (I can never remember the order)
**King of Pain
(My two very faves of all time)
Every Breath You Take
Don’t Stand so Close to Me
Wrapped Around Your Finger
De Do Do Do De Da Da Da
Next to You
Hole in My Life
Walking On The Moon
The Bed’s Too Big Without You
Every Little Thing She Does..
Can’t Stand Losing You
Message in a Bottle
The Truth Hits Everybody
Message in A Bottle
Driven To Tears
When the World is Running Down
Walking in Your Footsteps
Wait, I think that’s every song. Yeah, it is.
All I wanna know is how those three stayed so frickin’ hot after all these years? They hardly even sweat. They are all so in shape and gorgeous. Oh! And talented too.
Stewart Copeland ran from drum kit to drum kit the entire night. He had a gigantic gong and some other percussion instruments behind his regular kit that he kept running between. I still don’t know how he kept the time…
The Garden had sold out seats behind the stage and the oval shape of the stage allowed the band to walk around and greet the fans from the back. They had some pretty good interaction with the band!
What pissed me off about the show. (And this HARDLY ever happens!) When I’m at a show, I never pay attention to the audience around me…I am there for the experience of the band.
But, the place was packed (it seemed) with people who thought they were going to see “The Sting Show” and sat for most of the time until songs like “Roxanne” and “Every Breath You Take” started.
There were Police fans out there that couldn’t get tickets for last night’s show because those yuppy assholes scoffed up their tickets to hear “Roxeanne” and then sit the rest of the show and chit chat. Just to say they saw The Police.
Obviously I’m generalizing but that was the atmosphere around me..
I was grateful that the two undeserving beyatches in front of me only popped their asses out of their seats to dance to the ‘cool’ songs…because that meant I had a better view of the band most of the night. I got to see three of the most talented musicians of my time, perform live…and I wasn’t missing a note.
We had great seats. I tried to take a picture of the stage before the show, to remember how close we actually were but they didn’t come out great. And I was NOT stopping to rip out my cell phone again to snap fuzzy pictures of the band. Like I said, I wasn’t missing a beat!
So all in all the concert itself was amazing. The surrounding audience…hardly amazing.
I am so grateful that I got to see The Police live…Now if only I could find tickets for Friday’s show….