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   CLUB SANDWICH 85

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            I kid you not. Here we are in the most hallowed home of the classics in America and most of the 2700 audience are shrieking. They are up on their feet and shrieking "PAUL!!!"
            This, of course, is because Sir and Lady have taken their seats and Carnegie Hall has gone off its trolley. I thought I was here for the American premiere of Standing Stone but America is giving it a standing storm.
            As in 'it's going down a...'
            Here we are, best bibbed and tuckered, and they are screaming the place down. Maybe, you muse - knowing that Paul last played here in 1964 with the Beatles - maybe that crowd has just stayed in here ever since, living on jelly babies (beans) for all I know.
            Whatever, they are certainly behaving like a rock and roll crowd; yelling this, yelling that, snapping away (on their Sureshots.
            ''Hmni," said Jennifer Wada, publicist for Carnegie Hall, sidling up to me, "the last time we saw a reaction like this here was the last time he was here, six years ago for the Liverpool Oratorio''
            How many concerts had they had here since then I asked. About 1800. Did anyone scream at any of them? Nope.
            The point is that the show hasn't even started yet and, what is more, it can't start until they stop standing and, pertinently, stop screaming.
            Why? Because Standing Stone is setting a new world record here tonight - more than 300 US stations are taking a live feed of the concert through National Public Radio. Several million people are sitting at home in front of their radios in expectation of hearing the dulcet bars, and said several million people are going to get freaked out beyond belief if all they can hear is all this screaming.
            So we - and America - wait. We wait for a full 15 minutes, until the throats became hoarse.
            Of course, you could take the view that this is the work of one of those dreadful rock and roll ruffians we are waiting to hear, and that's why this audience is yelling, because - the classical critics would sniff - they don't know how to behave classically. (And, by the way, have they washed?)

Club Sandwich 85