Muse

[Taters]

GUESS WHO'S SEEING THEM ON FEBRUARY THIRD? Oh fucking yes. They're one of my favourite bands tied with Radiohead and Franz Ferdinand, and I just saw Franz in November and I'm really hoping that my Muse experience will be as good as my Franz experience. I think I'm going to line up overnight.
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[Taters]

Muse.....
That is all.
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[shimmerecko]

do u have pics?

[Taters]

Yes, but 1) I borrowed my friend's camera because my camera was too large according to venue restrictions; 2) she didn't give me a camera cable; 3) I don't have a fancy schmancy new Macbook, so I can't stick the memory card in my laptop; and 4) I can't stick her memory card into my camera and use my camera cable to transfer my pictures because my camera cable's broken. Yes, this is full of fail. I'll get a review done and find a way to get the picture uploaded possibly this weekend, but I'm not sure if I'm ready yet so possibly next week, because I can get the camera cable from her then.

EDIT: Sod it, borrowed my dad's camera cable. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=38094&id=1017791270&l=dbe51d13b5
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[Taters]

This time 21 days ago Rise Against were hogging up the space and playing some shit song, while I chanted for Muse. Currently I am listening to We Are the Universe and I'm definitely down with PMS...Post Muse Syndrome, that is. And so, let the mega long review begin....

Back in October when I met up with a fellow Muser friend to collect a few Muse-y things from him, I told him about how I wished that I could see Franz Ferdinand the following month (miraculously, I did) and whinged about missing them and Muse a few years ago. He went on about how they were going to Japan and Australia and not SE Asia, and I predicted that they would come in February.
A few weeks later, LAMC (the company that brings most gigs of this sort to Singapore) announced that Muse would be coming...in February. I moaned, because I'm never there during that time and I would be missing one of my favourite band again. Boy, I couldn't wait until the day came where my friends would be seeing them and having the time of their lives while I would be sitting in my room, refusing to pick up my phone or see anyone while watching my HAARP, Absolution or Hullabaloo DVDs. But you win some, you lose some—I was going to see Franz Ferdinand after all, but not Muse.
The day after I returned home from an amazing gig and by far the most amazing night of my life, the tickets for the Muse gig went on sale. That quickly sobered me up and I stopped squealing about how I met Nick McCarthy...a little. For the next month I tried to find ways to get to Singapore on the 3rd. But my parents said no, but I could go on the 10th, which I did not find any need for. (Except for later on, when Echo and the Bunnymen came. I kick myself for missing it, but again, I can't miss Muse for the third time in the past few years!) When I went to schedule my next appointment with the orthodontist, he said he was away when we were in Singapore in January. HA! I couldn't just fly back the week after going away for an entire month. But...my mum said I could only come on the 10th, grr.
We went away for a month and I sulked as Muse were on Deutsch MTV, but when we returned to Singapore after a tiring month of travelling, my mum told me that my Visa was expiring and I couldn't come on the 10th. I would have to come on the 3rd. I'm agnostic, but one step closer to believing that there is a fucking awesome god out there. I excitedly sent out texts to all my Muser friends in Singapore, and to pretty much everyone else in my phonebook too. My friend who I went to see Kaiser Chiefs with asked me which tickets I was getting. Pen A, of course! But apparently, they were sold out. Ahh, won out there. f**k. Oh well, I'd just wait to return home and buy them online from somebody.
So I return to Bali and of course, upon returning to school and seeing my friends I do not talk about how magical the Alhambra was, or how magical Delhi was, or even how HFJDSOKJFDLS LONDON WAS AMAZING!! No, instead the first words that tumble out of my mouth as my friend can hardly even finish saying the word "hi" is "OH MY FUCKING LORD I'M SEEING MUSE!!!!!" to which some people were immensely jealous of, rolled their eyes to, smiled politely, or stared blankly at. Or maybe a combination of all four. I go online and try to scrounge up Pen A tickets. Everyone was selling tickets for over $200. The original price was $171, which was bad enough. Great, I might end up being in Singapore as the same time as Muse are and not seeing them. I would rather be in Bali when that happens, thanks.
For once though, I persevered, and huzzah! Two weeks before the gig, I found a seller who was willing to sell their ticket for the original price. My friend (the same one who I had a conversation with back in October) agreed to get it for me and mail it to my grandparents' house. I panicked, thinking "what if it doesn't get there on time?" and such. The day before I left, it still hadn't got there. At school on the 2nd, I sent my aunt several emails asking if it had gotten there or not, none of which she responded to. When I finally arrived there, I was relieved to find it was sitting on the table, safe and now in my hands.
I was gutted when I arrived at the airport, because it was in the same place that Muse had arrived exactly at the same time as me...24 hours ago. Grrr. Oh well, c'est la vie. After I got to the house, admired the ticket, and took a shower, I sent a few messages and made a few calls to my friends. My friend who I went to see Kaiser Chiefs with asked me if I would like to go with her to stalk Muse before the gig. They had posted a picture online of Dom inside the Pan Pacific hotel. I agreed to meet her at 10AM at the train station while I argued with my family to convince them to let me out for almost 24 hours.
The next day, I quickly slammed my card down on the scanner at the station and sprinted towards her. I giggled a bit that my balance was $6.66 but I didn't really give a shit, especially not at that moment. We said hi to each other while we rushed towards the escalators, then ran down them. Eh, no point. It wasn't peak hour so we had to wait for five minutes for our train. We chatted a bit and contemplated what we would do. I don't know Singapore that well, so it was good that she knew her way around.
We finally leapt on to the train as soon as it stopped and waited impatiently until it got to our stop. On the train we talked about Franz Ferdinand and how some other time when we weren't rushing, we should stop at a different station just to grin at the Franz ad (which I am guilty of often doing). Before the train stops, she tells me that it's our stop next. We get ourselves into starting position and bolt out of the train as soon as the doors opened. We ran out of the station and took the connection to some mall by sprinting on some stairs and escalators. We ran for quite a while, and once we got in the mall we Olympic walked and ran whenever nobody was looking. We went on for quite a fair bit, as the hotel was far away from all stations. Eventually she tells me that we're five minutes away. I turn around to see the Esplanade. They're staying in a touristy place, then.
We run through another mall, and as we've left its doors, we find ourselves in a posh hotel. With both of us looking scraggly and sweaty. We wander around the bar for a bit, then go to the pool as Dom had posted a picture of himself reading a book by a pool the previous day. He wasn't there. We ran into a restaurant and were amused not to get caught. We left, ran around a few more places, then went back down. We checked for Twitter updates on our phones, but there weren't any. Possibly because a few hundred fans mobbed them at the airport. We sit down for a while, then wait by the lift and where Dom took the picture that tipped us off to where they were.
A security guy who offered to help us when we got there went up to me and asked me if I was looking for Muse. I sheepishly admitted that I was, and he laughed and said that so had lots of other people. They weren't staying there, and they had only gone there for dinner and an interview the night they got there. My friend and I looked at each other in horror and had to prevent ourselves from saying anything that might offend him. I thanked him for telling us, and asked him if he knew anything. He said nope, because he didn't get to talk to them when they were there although he would have liked to. Bummer. We said bye to him, then decided to try the Esplanade. After all, it was a tourist attraction. While we were running there, we acted as if we had Tourette's as we had wasted an entire precious hour. Once we got to the Esplanade, we realised they wouldn't be there, so we decided to get lunch quickly.
After ten minutes of speed eating and buying water for the queue, we dashed off to the taxi stand. We split the cab to the stadium and I spilled iced tea on my arse. The driver dropped us off in the middle of the road between two stadiums and we yelled our thanks as we ran off into the stadium. Or rather, a stadium. Once we got inside, we couldn't find the queues. So when we were inside the carpark, we went up to the security guy and asked him where the premier queues were. He looked confused, and we explained our situation. He laughed at us and we were informed that we were in the sports stadium. Fucking Stadium Road. Can't they just have each stadium in a different part of town? He pointed us in the direction we were headed, and once again, we thanked him while running away at the same time.
The roads were empty, so I decided that I may as well sprint in the fastest route. We sang Knights of Cydonia and reached the ticket box office. We rushed past it to get to our queues but I managed to scream out loudly "OH MY GOD IT'S MUSE....on a poster." Everyone stared and panicked and got a bit pissed off when they realised what I had meant. Well, excuse me if I get excited when I see posters.
She got to the Pen B queue, which was pretty much empty. I said bye to her and went to find my friend in the pen A queue. Except that when I got there, there must have been about 500 people. I called her and asked her where she was, and I see her stand up and wave at me from the line. Thank god, we were in the first 150 people and therefore in the shade.
I sat down on the table behind my friend as there wasn't enough space on the floor. A security guy told me to get off the table but everyone on the floor was packed tight enough as it was, so I kind of just stood there. Then about ten people at the front went off.
We all cheered and dashed off forwards. I sat down and while chatting, I took out a Sharpie and started to draw on the veins on my wrists...a bad habit acquired while I was bored at school. My friend and her friend all informed me at once that "haha, it's just like Matt." I was confused, but apparently Bellingmey used to do that a lot. I guess it's what a lot of people do with a pen during a maths lesson.
We all exchange mindless banter, but we don't really pay any attention. We're all nervous but fucking excited as we're going to see Muse. I take some paper out and start making a few signs. "May I have a setlist please? Thank you " and "I travelled half of South-East Asia to say you are my Muse!" Hur hur hur. Like what I did there? I make a few more signs and we all start writing with Sharpies on our hands or on paper. The guy sitting next to me on my left wrote "love is our resist-tance" on his left hand, and we only noticed his "resistance spelling fail" a few minutes later. Ah well, it eased up the mood and got us all laughing.
We continue with our Sharpie fun and my friend asks me if I need to go to the bathroom. I don't, but I didn't feel like just sitting there, and girls don't go to the loo alone, haha. And so we went off to embrace the blinding sunlight. While we pass a few restaurants, a guy runs towards us yelling something in Indonesian that I don't understand (yes, I don't know my way around Singapore and I don't speak Indonesian properly. I get it, I suck). He travelled from Jogja, and I was pleased to tell him that I'd travelled from Bali. He takes out a piece of paper to show us and we discover that...IT'S MUSE'S SCHEDULE! Holy shite. We look at it and the three of us decide that we're going to plan the rest of the day around that schedule, heh. We say bye to him after a few minutes and go to the loo. When we return, we keep mum about the schedule, but can't help smiling. We didn't stay in the queue much, and after about half an hour, we left again. She taps me on the shoulder and asks if we should bring our other friend along too. He was a fellow Muser travelling from Indo, and so she said something in Bahasa Indonesia to him and the three of us went off to find our other friend. The four of us then go to the loading area....and wait. For quite a long time.
Eventually, we see a man come along in a black shirt...security. I asked him if he knew when Muse were coming and he said no, because he worked for Rise Against. I then asked him if he knew when Saosin and Rise Against were coming, and he snorted and asked why I would want to know that if I didn't like that. I protested and said Saosin were okay, and I'd never heard Rise Against. I reasoned that I'd met Saosin before and they were really nice blokes. Perhaps they'd know where Muse were.
My friend wanders along and asks him if he's from LAMC. He doesn't know it's the production company and responds with "no, I'm from Alberquerque, New Mexico." I burst out laughing as my friend has a confused look while she responds with "oh, okay." I explained that LAMC was the company, and once he was out of sight I told her it was a place in the US.
We waited for quite a while more, while talking to a few more security guys. A WHITE VAN COMES ALONG. Imagine my disappointment when it was Saosin. I like them and all, but...meh. We waved at them half-heartedly as they went in for soundcheck. Ah well, at least their drummer was still fiiiiine. We sit for a while more and another security guard comes along. We try our luck again. He takes pity on us, especially after three of us screamed loudly about how we had travelled just to see them. He told us that Muse would be coming in black Mercedes'. We thanked him and he said he'd tell us a bit more if he could later. The singer of Saosin comes out, and we get pictures and chat with him a little. I thought I saw a black Mercedes coming so when I took a picture with him, you can see me looking the other way. Hahaha. After saying bye, he went back inside to finish the soundcheck. Our friendly neighbourhood security guy friend comes out and talks to us a bit. He tells us where they're staying, and then says he'll try to help us meet them when they arrive. He asks us to give him our phone numbers so he can text us updates.
BLACK MERCEDES COMING. Holy shit...it's not going on the main road, but coming towards us. I try to stay calm, but scream a little. DOM. Dom Dom Dom Dom Howard! And Tom Kirk! Dom grins and waves, but goes in. Tom is about too as well until we yell "KIRKY!" He comes towards us and seems impressed that we want to take photos and get his autograph even though he's the media manager. He protests and says "no, you don't want my signature...it's Matt's you want..." but we assure him that we want his too. He was extremely short and incredibly nice. We wanted to chat with him for a while longer but he had to go in to take photos and film. We bid him farewell and he went inside.
We wait for a couple more minutes, bubbling with excitement. And then another Mercedes comes along. Chris Wolstenholme comes out and smiles, but goes straight inside. Sigh. So we talk to Mr. Security Guard again through our phones but he says he can't get Muse to come out to meet us. Thought as much... About ten minutes after Chris' car pulled in, the final car drives in. It can only hold one Mr. Bellamy, and sure enough, he emerges. He smiles faintly but nowhere near as wide as the other two. He quickly walks inside and we're a bit gutted we didn't meet any of them, but smirked because we saw them and they saw us and our friends were in the queue. HA. And we met Kirky.
They're not going to come out, so we go to the merch stall....and there's a queue. It's the same length as the Pen B queue a few hours before, which is a bit shocking. I found my friend who I attempted to stalk Muse with this morning in the queue and stood with her, but my friend had a friend further ahead and so we managed to get right up the front and buy our merch straight away. I got a tour programme, a tour T-shirt, and an Uprising t-shirt, all of which were outrageously priced but since I was going all out for Muse I decided why hesitate? For once, I thought that the women's shirt was nicer for the Uprising style (which was surprising because it was pink...), but they didn't seem to have it. Oh well, I'd just deal with another extremely oversized men's shirt. And then the men's tour t-shirts were nicer, but I didn't get one of those because ladies' XS ws already too big, and so another men's XS shirt is a bit silly. Later on, they pulled out the ladies' Uprising shirts. Grrr. I'd happily have gotten one of those and bought a men's tour tshirt instead of vice versa.
It's time to go back to the queue, so we sit down for a few minutes and rehydrate ourselves while I make one final trip for the loo. On my way there, I pass the loading area again. Just then, Dom walks out the door but doesn't walk towards the gate. He sees me, and grins his stupid massive squirrel grin. I smile back meekly. He doesn't budge, and after five minutes of staring-competition time he goes back inside after final pressing his lips together as a goodbye. Grrr, stupid....squirrel. I go off to the loo, but there's a line. When I finally get out, I sprint back to the line. I pass by the loading area again, and hear them soundchecking Guiding Shite....I mean, Light. I stop and sing along normally and Dom (Anderson, not Howard the squirrel) sees. However, when it gets to the chorus, I sing extremely loudly "YOU ARE MY GUIIIIIIDIIIIING LIIIIIGHTNIIIIING SHIIIIITE!" and he gives me a thumb's up as I sprint back to the line.
When I get back, I'm astounded because the security guy stopped me. I thought I would have to go to the back of the line. I almost started crying as I explained that I was there since noon and my friends were waiting for me at the front of the line. I had to call my friend and get her to rescue me while the security guard just glared at us.
By now it would have been around 5:15PM. Fifteen minutes until doors open, woo.... The security split the crowd up into a few segments we were in the third, around the middle. However, using my awesome ninja skills, I slipped my way to the front of the third section, behind a British guy who wagged his finger disapprovingly at me but let me stay where I was. Heh. The doors weren't opening because of fucking strict and as always, uptight Singaporean security. Grr. So we all sat down while they gabbered on, and the only entertainment provided was by the people who rushed past to grab their bottles of gin/vodka/dubious looking Absinthe or whatnot or LSD tabs out of the garbage bags then sprint back to their place in the line.
The LAMC cameramen came out and filmed the first 50 people in the queue, and we knew they weren't coming so we couldn't be bothered to move, so we just continued to sit there and text Mr. Security Man for updates. Past 5:30 and the doors haven't opened. It's only until 6:00 until they finally are. After they're done with the body and bag check, I rediscover my sprinting skills that I thought I'd lost three years ago. For some reason or another, I am not deterred by seeing how ugly and short Bellamy is up close an hour or so ago, and I go straight to where Matt's microphone is. I ask two people if I can stand between them to get right in front of Bell0rz and they say sure, if I can squish myself through. I will never be ungrateful for being tiny again. The security by the barricade look a bit overwhelmed and my two friends who I stalked Muse at the loading area with were gutted that they couldn't squeeze against the barricade, and so they told us to all sit down. Don't see how that helps, but alright. We all sat down and started texting (yes, we really are that relient on technology) and a few songs played in the stadium through the speakers. The Killers, Arctic Monkeys, La Roux, some other bands who I don't remember....CSS! Wahey. Only Muse would have that, but it was great to hear them. I sent my friend in Pen B a message "saying Alala!" and we were probably the only ones singing, but meh....a few songs later, they played the Flaming Lips. Again, I was the only one singing along, but oh well.
I get a message from my friend sitting right in front of me reading "Don't say anything. Save me a spot on the barricade? I see a little space right next to you..." When we were allowed to stand up again, she sprung to my feet and stole the guy on my right's spot. Hahaha. He was so tall that as he was in second row, it didn't really bug him, but he'd lined up since 11:30PM the previous night with the guy on my left.
Tom Kirk rushes past in the barricade. I yell out "HI TOM!" and wave. He looks a bit startled, and a bit amused to see the same three kids who got his autograph before the show being the only ones paying him any attention again. He was in a rush though, and responded just with "Oh, hi again!" as he walked briskly past us. After a while, I saw him in the corner of the back of the stage filming. I lift up my "I travelled half of South-East Asia to say you are my Muse" sign and wave it about frantically. Success. It catches his attention, and he films it. It also attracts attention from the photographers in the barricade and the other filmographers, hahaha.
Justin from Saosin walked onstage and tested the gear, hitting the drums, testing the mics and guitars....this goes on for a while, and then Saosin actually start at 7PM. I don't know anything from their new album, and their first song was a new song, so I....headbobbed as I wanted to save energy for Muse. I still knew all the lyrics to their other songs though, so I sang along enthusiastically and jumped around a fair bit, but not too much.
Rise Against went on, and they were rubbish. They played for longer than they were supposed to, and we would have apparently gotten two more songs from Muse if they stuck to their time limit. Grr. The crowd was really shit during their set. Movement for once, but it was just us swaying from side to side? Fucking retarded. Lots of people are crowdsurfing or feeling ill, and everytime somebody had to get out near to me, I got security guard penis right. In. My. Face. I found that pretty funny, but annoying because I couldn't see the stage at all. However, I hated RA so meh. They acted as though they were loved and when they yelled "do you want some more?" and everyone yelled no and stuff all of us in the front row chanted "we want Muse!" or "Rise Against are the problematique!" or "f**k you!" and they obviously heard it, but they played another few songs. Pricks. They finally get off and...
Muse management are everywhere. They're rushing to set up because RA played for too long, which is a pity. They take the cover off Dom's drumkit which we all admire stupidly and the lights set is unveiled. We all take pictures, and when they drop we all gush "ooooh!" like a bunch of excited toddlers when Teletubbies comes on telly.
After everything's been set up, We Are the Universe starts playing. Best opening music ever...and two little men and a large man walk onstage. I laugh at Bellamy's wardrobe change...turquoise skinny jeans. Lovely. No time to think of that though....UPRISING! As soon as the music starts we're all jumping up and down like maniacs and admiring the backdrops. Three minutes in and it's already just as good as the Franz gig? Definitely.
Matt mumbles a greeting, and then it's Supermassive Black Hole. Wahey! Just as fantastic a backdrop, though different. It's a bit more like their last tour's backdrops. When it gets to the solo though, Matt's Kaoss pad is broken. Oh Singapore. The place where something always goes wrong during gigs. So no ultra-roboty sounding solo, but we all still jumped up and down and not that many people noticed it, though I thought it sounded funny.
Map of the Problematique time. By far one of the best performances all night. This was the other song they soundchecked, but I hoped this didn't mean that they would play Guiding Light. Apparently I got on the screen around this time (as well as previously too) with my koi mouth singing along enthusiastically as I jumped around like a maniac waving my now famous signs.
Resistance. As soon as Dom started drumming at the start and the piano came in, we all went bonkers. I'd not seen much of their new stuff live on Youtube, but this was monsterous live. Most impressive.
What is that fuzz? Interlude, of course...and then it's motherfucking Wolstenholme with the Hysteria bassline. This was definitely one of the crowd's finer moments, and one of the most memorable parts of the night.
Stockholm Syndrome. Possibly my favourite song of theirs, it wasn't the most memorable throughout the gig but still a fucking monster.
Nishe. Not much to say about this (I'm speed writing this. My full review will be taken from this, edited to include every detail and then plonked on the Muse board)...nice, I guess? And then Matt's tinkering away at his piano. United staaaaaaaaates! United staaaaa-aaaaaa-aaaaates of! Haha, fucking wicked. And then it was time to go Eurasia! SIA! SIA! SIA! Fun, I was definitely looking forward to that. Nice backdrop too.
SUNBURN! Not the song I was expecting to get from Showbiz, but holy fucking shit. I'll take this! It wasn't the greatest live track, but it was the fact that we got it at all that made it memorably.
Helsinki Jam as we like to call it. Great to see just Chris and Dom, and I really like this jam anyways....oh, what's that? Bellamy clambering onstage? With a keytar? That can only mean one thing...UNDISCLOSED DESIRES! Pleaaaaaase me, show me how it's doooooooone. Great song live.
And now he has a guitar again. He's playing two notes. Not just any two notes....the same ones, over again. The start from MK Ultra....and then that mega riff comes through. Best song from the new album live I reckon, and it's fast becoming my favourite on the record too.
And another guitar. He's playing a few notes. It sounds like Unintended. Two songs from Showbiz? Oooh, lucky us. Or not. Starlight, huh. I put my hands up in the air and clap along with as much enthusiasm as I did with Uprising. It's not my favourite song by far, but it was nice. At the end, Bellamy acknowledged my "Please play Can't Take My Eyes Off You and Citizen Erased!" sign. They played neither. Oh well.
Time is Running Out. Wahey. Best point in the crowd, definitely. We were all moving and singing. Can't say much about this, just that it was ace.
Organs...meaning Unnatural Selection of course! Beating MK Ultra on the record, my favourite song from Resistance. And f**k me was it mega live!
And then...they're going offstage. What's this? They'll be back of course, for an encore...but they never do New Born as an encore. What is this ludicrous idea that there is no New Born on the setlist!? I freak out, but then they're back.
Time to steal my overture. All I can say is that Exogenesis part 1 was huge live. A definite highlight, though I would love to hear part 3 live!
And there's that riff. Yes, that one. The one that made Muse famous. My plug in babyyyyy! Big bouncy balls. One of the best songs live.
Chris Wolstenholme has a harmonica. For once, all the attention is on him. Man With a Harmonica. Ah, Ennio Morricone how I love thee. Absolutely amazing and haunting, and as he throws the harmonica into the crowd I kick myself for not standing in front of him (as he is, after all, the most decent looking and won't hurt my eyes) so I could catch it. But this can only mean one thing...the end. Knights of Cydonia. Indescribable. If you go on Youtube, you'll know what I mean.

I rushed to write after the "whoa I met Tom Kirk!" part. I'll edit tomorrow, and put in the aftermaths too.
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[shimmerecko]

no offense Tee, but i didnt have the patience to read all of that.

[Taters]

I don't expect anybody to. Honestly, I'm not even done. My harddrive is full and I'm going to do a full-on WHOA DETAILED version for the Muse board, so I'm just sticking that here for now. It's not a review, more like a recollection of events. -falls over happily-

Oh, and MTV are fucking smart. I went to my mum's room yesterday and who was on the screen? Dom Howard. Muse are the "featured artist" and now I'm going to watch telly everyday until the month is over. I haven't watched TV properly for years and gah, it's so annoying to mute the speakers when Justin Bieber and stuff are on (I've never heard him sing and I'd like to keep it that way), but ohh whenever there's an advert or when they play their music videos it's so worth it. I have their entire discography and most remixes and B-sides (over 300 Muse songs) and can watch their videos whenever I want through Youtube or their DVDs, but there's such a thrill when you see them on a telly program or when you're overseas and they're on the radio.
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[musicmakesmeloco]

this hasn't been posted in since march, but OMG MUSE ARE COMING TO AUSTRALIA IN DECEMBER! AND I AM IN A CRISIS! ITS ON THE SAME NIGHT AS MY YEAR 10 FORMAL! I think i may skip formal and just go to Muse. f**k formal, i'll have another one in year 12. there will not be another resistance tour --'

[Taters]

Skip the formal, go for Muse. :Q

That being said though, now that I'm past the OMG I SAW MY FAVOURITE BAND LIVE GFJDKFDJHKSFJNKD-ness, they're really rather shit live now. :/ I mean, they play the songs perfectly and all, but their onstage chemistry is just not there. They don't interact with the crowd, with each other...and they're going to be on ridiculous towers. I was watching the Hullabaloo DVD the other day, and I reckon that that was when they were in their prime. Their live show is like going to a theatre show. It has a soundtrack, but it's not the main attraction. They're using props and stuff to take away from the element of a few blokes onstage playing some AMAZING music. Their setlists are pretty rubbish now too, especially since they've started to play that rubbish new Twilight song.
Though if you manage to battle out everybody else in the first few minutes of the pre-sale, then you should go despite the ridiculous price. Because despite all the ridiculous set-ups, it's a pretty fucking good show.


(Just my opinion. I rant a lot about this with other people on .mu, because we like to whinge about them heh)
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[shimmerecko]

Kate Hudson and Matthew Bellamy? weird couple....

[Taters]

Haha, all the controvery over that on the Muse board is hilarious. That being said though, it's also fucking scary because all the people hanging out in the Main Muse section are diehard fans who are absolutely fucking CRAZY.

I don't care about the personal lives of all these people to be honest, but hopefully the influence she might have on his music is positive. I don't know if Gaia was to blame, but when they got engaged, they produced rather shit music. I was hoping when they broke up he might be getting back to writing amazing music, although we were given the Twatshite song. Let's hope Kate will make sure he doesn't do anymore songs in French....
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