Friday, June 1, 2007

Laughter (In Synchronicity) All The Way To The Bank

Before there was a new age tantric salesman for imported sports cars, a meticulous film composer, and a living missing persons report, they were known as The Police. Amidst great hoopla and even greater ticket prices, the dysfunctional trio is hitting the road for the first time in two decades, and I'm happy to say I did not buy into the hype.

While there is surely some tongue-in-cheekiness, the comments on drummer Stewart Copeland's website lead me to believe I made a wise fiscal choice. Here are some of his reflections on their Vancouver show:

"This is unbelievably lame. We are the mighty Police and we are totally at sea."

"So we are half a bar out of sync with each other. Andy is in Idaho."

"The big pompous opening to the show is a damp squib."

"The mighty Sting momentarily looks like a petulant pansy instead of the god of rock."

"And so it goes, for song after song, with Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic and Don't Stand So Close To Me reduced to ruin."

"It usually takes about four or five shows in a tour before you get to the disaster gig. But we're The Police so we are a little ahead of schedule."

I was very happy to get their Message In A Box set and have a comprehensive collection of all their albums, but like some many bands that sadly reach the end of their term, their reunion does not spark excitement or interest from me in spite of my appreciation of their reggae infused rock. After listening to their songs for so long, a live show doesn't seem like the tonic. But even with my $250 safe from the promoters and the Police, millions have already spent on filling those seats, so there's little harm to them admitting there was too much time marketing and not enough practicing. I'm sure all the excitement of having their wallets flushed out will override any critical response by attendees, so I try to remember their real glory days.

Synchronicity II



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Don't Stand So Close To Me



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