Comfortably numb: Roger Waters The Wall in Orlando 6/16/12
This review of the Roger Waters show in Orlando is a tad bit late, but I was traveling for work last week and didn’t get to it until this evening. I probably have a fairly unique perspective on this show because, unlike the thousands of other people who were there, I’m fairly ambivalent about Pink Floyd in general and The Wall in particular (in fact, I much prefer the insane, psychedelic Syd Barrett era Floyd over the more familiar 70/80s output). I had, however, heard pretty amazing things about this show, so when my friend and Floyd superfan Nick asked me if I wanted to go, I agreed (plus, Mrs. Lo is a fan so I scored some points there as well).
I can honestly say, it was an amazing, amazing experience, though I wouldn’t really call it a rock concert per say (though the music was performed flawlessly and with consummate skill). This was much more akin to a Broadway show, with every move choreographed and every note tied to mind blowing visuals, dominated by the ever present titular Wall, which rose and fell along with the show (along with constantly changing lights, costumes, a children’s choir, a dive bomber that flew across the arena and crashed in a fireball, massive puppets, the floating pig, and enough flames and pyrotechnics to make an 80s hair metal band jealous). I could try to write more about it, but I am just better off showing you some of the crappy iPhone pictures that we took. As always, these photos don’t really any justice to the spectacle, but it should give you an idea.
And, skip to the end. (Bonus points if you get that reference. Anyone?
So there you go, 15 subpar photos documenting what was a pretty phenomenal experience, even if I’m still fairly “meh” about the music. I will admit though, that the performance of Comfortably Numb was one of the best “rock” moments I’ve seen. That was top shelf, and probably wouldn’t have been better if David Gilmore had appeared at the top of The Wall to take his guitar solo and vocal (though Nick would have totally lost it.)
If you get a chance to see the show I do recommend that you do so, regardless of how you feel about Pink Floyd. You won’t regret it. If nothing else you’ll be wowed by the visual spectacle and Roger Waters enthusiasm. I was. And maybe I’ll even go back and give the record itself another listen now, you never know.