My lovely wife, her sister and I went to the big city last night to see Roger Waters’, The Wall, in concert.
I can pretty much sum that experience up in one word.
What a fantastic show.
I am dead serious, if that show comes within the borders of your state, get tickets.
It was incredible.
We got there hours early for a pre show party the local radio station had.
The freaking booze was outrageously expensive.
8 bucks for a literal jigger shot of whiskey, seven bucks for a beer and they only had two kinds, Pabst Blue Ribbon, which is fucking garbage beer or a local micro brew that was so hoppy it left a seriously nasty bitter taste in your mouth but packed quite a punch.
We got smart and parked miles away and took the light rail that dropped us off right across the street from the joint.
The sound was perfect, the special effects were off the charts and it was worth every penny.
There was even a huge flying pig balloon floating around that was all lit up.
I finally got to hear my favorite tune, Comfortably Numb, played live and large, it made the hair on my arms stand up.
It was a serious once in a lifetime concert and I would go again in a heart beat.
They literally built a wall out of giant styrofoam blocks as the concert was playing that ended up completely covering the stage and went from one side of the Portland Rose Quarter stadium to the other, covering up one whole end of the stadium from wall to wall.
235 feet long and 35 feet high.
They had video shots and lasers and graphics flashing across the whole thing too.
It was incredible to see and you really don’t notice them actually building the wall because there is so much other stuff going on all at the same time.
It’s almost like, holy shit, where did that wall come from all of a sudden.
At the end they knock the middle of the damn thing down all at once.
It’s a real spectacle and something you will never forget as long as you live.
I can’t say it enough, if you can, go, you will be glad you did.
I know we sure as hell are.