keridis @ 2005-12-23T15:53:00
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HIM - Wilthen Theatre 10/15/2005
Los Angeles, California
What you have not heard anything from California? Countless songs have been written there, and above all about. But a line of text has only limited validity in terms of our trip in the Sunshine State: "... It never rains in southern california ..." LA is perhaps not south enough?
fit Regardless, the better the dark rain clouds and torrential showers on the night black figures, the camp disguised as a mini-Bam, Wanna-be-Villes and Gothchicks already for 3 clock in the afternoon on Wilshire Boulevard around the Wilthen Theatre, on admission to 18.00 clock (or better than 6 pm, had to say here) a better chance during the run in the first series to have. Is the dark costumes already on the traditions of the approaching Halloween, or is this posturing has already spilled across the Atlantic to here?
jokes aside - it looks as though my favorite Finns actually managed to recruit his devoted fans here. After all, this is the second consecutive day, the HIM playing to packed houses. But we do not love to be pitching again - This we are too old and clarified, if we have ever done anywhere. Our Tix are soon to be picked up just yet. But since the box office does not open before five, we get a good mood again in our Pontiac Sunfire, slide in the next CD and cruise a little bit through the city.
around 19:00 clock we dive again the place of the event and can leave our car surprisingly easy on the roadside a few yards away. I had imagined difficult and above all more expensive. Yippee, we get even more directly what the support acts with ... : - /
Because that was our intent anyway and the little guys up front for my taste too really deliver only noise and "fill" the stage is not close to (five of which are from HIM and the undelivered equipment stage has empty anyway), I leave my ranking and would rather put myself on a reconnaissance lap. The
Wilthen is a theater built in Artdeko style with a great lobby and staircases, adorned with many ornaments and stucco with thick, purple-violet (crimson?) Rugs are. Right at the entrance to a cluster is formed around the inevitable merchandise stand. HIM have the latest scientific findings following updated the label of their products on offer, and instead of 666 now a decorated swallowed 616 in the ornaments with Fall-/Herbst-Tourdaten the printed souvenir shirts.
comes up when the audience watching me back a familiar feeling - the inevitable Mädelz in black clothes and smelling of the grave draw here in the toilets their (only?) By Kajal caused by dark circles.
I try to recognize in the building the location for the "Buried Alive By Love" video. If I had better research on the net again, I would probably safer if Bam had chosen this venue. If that was so, then at Ville Juliette Lewis' hand clearly disappeared in the direction of today's smokers Island (how appropriate!) And there has the door, grinning behind heartagramverzierte contracted.
As in many public buildings and clubs in the U.S., smoking is not allowed inside and even though I am not a smoker, but even there I've even explored the situation. A close look at the sky confirmed: All right, it's still raining. Then indeed a gloomy evening nothing can stand in the way ...
The little noisy over there have finally played tired and made room for the final construction work of the HIM Department. The instruments were already wired and are now finally checked and how the drums with bras hung. From an Icebox picks one of the roadies water and beer and distributed the drinks strategically on the stage. (After 11 bottles, which were measured with a skillfully fast rotation open in the wrist, I've lost count.) While I am pleased with the U.S. flag at Burton's keyboard, which shows in the blue box instead of the stars a peace sign, be still stuck on the setlists. Then the stage is empty again.
The audience falls into expectant clapping and shouting. To drive the fatigue and jet lag (at home it is now at least early at 7.00 clock), I still throw the last one and wait for Haribo of the things that comes up.
10 pm - the show begins. First, in the background hovers a painting, because otherwise you can face the giant with the baroque, rubens-like Women's bodies over there hardly describe. Even before I record more detail, so does the lighting and to light the painted there is also known Heartagram in stage size. Enter the arena by palming HIM, Ville with the inevitable cigarette in hand. Without great skirmish, the boys engage in the strings and cut down on keys and drums. The dressed in a dark Samtjacket singer grabs the microphone and starts with "VAMPIRE HEART / LAMLAIER. The sound is not the best, but Ville is unmistakably a good mood. No wonder, because what's going on here is probably the performance of his most secret dreams. The crowd around me is from the first line of text and celebrated starting with me. Once a small instrumental sounds between verses, rage and slaps you excited. Ville-calls are heard and everything falls into deafening applause at the end of the first song, hardly the the dragged "Heeeaaaart" has died. Madness ...
OK, that was the first track from the new album which will be advertised throughout the city with effort (at Virgin Megastore on Sunset lights up a nice trip, huge Heartagram). But what about the older stuff? Second
heard "RIGHT HERE IN MY ARMS / Inae Inae" and also sings with The audience from the first words to. I'm impressed, and sing and clap with them in time. This hapiness is killing me! Villes grin is not to be overlooked here at the top end of the ranges and is only interrupted when he quickly once begrudge a sip from one of the provided bottles. All hands go to gas up drumming and clapping to the beat, we explain all the "She'll be right here in my arms, so in lohohooove. Like the front man applauded our performance and makes his typical slight bow before the stage is bathed in green light and "BURIED ALIVE BY LOVE / PARL" furious the program continues. As loud as I've probably never sang the chorus. Wohooooooooo !!!!! Probably I am hoarse after the third song, when to continue.
Ville just kneeling on the stage and are all from the beginning. In general, it is time to meet again as old friends. Burton can fly the hair, his bass and drums Mige processed gas like a madman. Linde, which looks from above as only consisting of dreadlocks, makes his own thing and my girlfriend and I are looking at questioning a grin, what and where the grade is playing well. ;-)
is variously from the audience threw something on stage. And towards the end of the song the singer throws his micro away sometimes. Now ...? While
blood red in the background glow Heartagram, Ville is illuminated by a single spot to "JOIN ME". Even the characteristic Strumming at the beginning of snaps once again and sings. The choruses are a Fischer shit against us! Dead bless me with U!! As always screams "this live is not worth livin 'the assembled crowd the line of enthusiastic and almost euphoric and punishes the same content for a short time lies.
spot followed by further attacks, Ville to a towel (man, but first had to pull off his jacket or make up the scarf!) And falls into Labem. "I love you Ville" it screams from female mouths next to me, and men their burp out loud enthusiasm. to identify not what to say of us down there now, although I'm really trying to understand the most Give trouble. Fortunately, there is also the medium of mime, which he understands masterfully applied. And the latest, as the front man in a suitably forward holds a bouquet of roses thrown on his back for more nascent curly head, sees the last of which he has "UNDER THE ROSE" next read from the paper glued to the floor.
I love this song! And most of all find the text almost uncharacteristically optimistic HIM. "I open my eyes with a sigh of relief, while the warmth of summer sunligth dances around me." There has probably rubbed off but California?
Nevertheless, or perhaps because I sing with and wonder how you feel good so if a whole house excited mitsch riding the lines of their own. Ville engages again with the drinks and bobs with the butts down to the beat with their feet to its intervention to meet again. Not that it would have because of my hand ever any doubt ...
At this point I get a few rows forward to the edge of the balustrade to see better and perhaps sometimes can get a better photo. "POISON GIRL / GIRL BOISSON." Act as to the return of all unplugged screamed the first few lines of fellow musicians, I realize that I forgot the front edge there is a quiet shelf for my camera. The whole place rocking with the beat. Ok, so then I have to camera shake . Live Incidentally, the sound is still bad down here, oddly enough. But not the mood. Just like the last of my gigs in Munich Ville sings "the taste of the poison on her hips" (instead of lips) and underlining added by a handle on his own. If only I knew we it comes to that? He is sweating and his dark painted eyeliner run to more obvious dark circles, but this does not detract from his dazzling appearance. How good it is but the laughter from which he no longer comes out.
He sings and smokes and sweats and drink and sing and still have everything under control. To 'Sweet 666 "appear to already known control characters to his team. The line "... your sweet 666 in my Heart", it stresses acting skillfully with a handle to the point where I suspect his heart under his clothes. The crowds and rave I go for safety reasons by the changing edge back up to my proper place (not entirely voluntarily, but the folder was on it).
catch with half a ear to the stage I fragments of words such as "Just like back in the 80s" and "exactly lady" and to my surprise even really understand something in context. Namely, that he was "very proud of the next song" and "it took a lot of production." Since I'm curious to see what a heavy Encouraging since birth we applaud. "Killing Loneliness / KILLING Lonelier! The lettering can be seen tonight at my chest. Ville claps with the beat and loses his ciggy, but shortly afterwards he calmly picks up again from the ground and continue smoking. In "nailed to a cross together," he spreads his arms out in underlining the appropriate pose. Towards the end echoes a "Loneliness" section. Hach without asthma can be is probably not nearly as emotional breathe into the mic.
As already heard the first notes of "RAZOR BLADE KISS / RAZOR," my friend asks me if I would have just now understood as such, he would have said through his room number - It would be the 21 Huh? I wonder today, when I was there just.
better, I'll just go back a bit further down. Maybe because I know also that today graces at all the t-shirt. Edward Scissorhands about? And as if Ville wants to answer my question, he moves when he takes the towel the next time, also be the same as jackets, applauded by raging Girls. Although I recognize the imprint still not better, but still I find it again, and on that he even has a fully tattooed arm. He has certainly never fully extended ...
Somehow he sings the first chorus not. He grins but still more than happy from the stage into the audience, but has also been slightly ko The audience knows the lyrics of this song from the Razorblade Romance, was recently reinstated on the program. "I'm afraid to feel" heard softly breathed from the front, before returning to the solid. Yes, the song has something. After the end of it lights up Burton for a change again to a dump, while Mige he saunters back to his seat and passes gas to the Indian drums. He drums and drums and Ville babbles to again, but it is incomprehensible.
"SOUL ON FIRE / Sullon Faija" comes from the drumming and shouting all the first "Soul on Fire" in the theater heaven. Ville are all crying, the text loudly from within. A total heavy song, we are certainly all on fire - even after at least 10 songs already ebbing away from the atmosphere by no means!
is then the master again in the mood to give a farce of his life for the better. Fortunately, speaking more clearly and to understand better acoustically. He laughs and says with a grin, why he takes none of the cigarette packs thrown to him. In the United Kingdom he would sometimes want to do good and what a substance thrown forward, and since then he would be scared bissel.
I may have found a good location on the abandoned site of a temporary eavesdropping, but the next song I like sprint but tapped back to my Place in order to check if my mobile phone in your pocket Intimate mitschneidet still brave. "PLAY DEAD" I will not miss it! To my relief, I note that at minute 46:03 is still running well and everything can go down again. However, had the sound can be a lot better and I am a bit disappointed that I was not being carried away even more. Although HIM are a really good live band, I listen the song from the album's better to - preferably with headphones in the ear. Since the whole atmospheric sounds and you really hear how much effort the boys have done very well and the front boy in arranging the whole must. Live here but are missing at least the background chants quite clearly in order to conjure the appropriate mood. But I will submit this statement at the next gig be reviewed. The
always inevitable "WICKED GAME / wiked" may be missing in any concert, and so here, and not today. As times elsewhere found that is not necessarily one of my favorite pieces. Ville is here again by Burton and Mige supported in the background. But the two confused shake their heads about to strike as Ville two lines to time already the second chorus. After a few seconds, the singer then sets himself also, because what does not fit or where his guys are straight, shoots a hole in the pantomime Head and shakes them. I think that's all just funny and up front, possibly because he smiles albert further in the direction Mige and more about himself shaking his head.
But these small mistakes can sometimes happen and the song isses eh not too bad. Ville relaxed again and play a little with his air guitar.
When the last line again one of the spots on him, but the cheering crowd already has his sobbing interpretation go under the last word almost. Besides
"CRIMSON DOOR / CRIMSON FUCK" to the vast, red-violet-lit strip symbol singing upheld, the singer once again for the beer bottle and grins on in the front row. In general he acts like a Aufziehmännel, or rather like a little kid at Christmas, all that has been given what it has wished for and more, and after all the gifts to battle stayed up past midnight. Madness, and I'm with you.
Even though I now move back a bit in the transitional needs, because the actual place holder is returned.
Burton Klaviergeklimper announces all cheered "The Sacrament" and I note on my eager Rough Paper, which the singer also underscores again its lines of text with appropriate movements. "I feel your touch ..." he paints with an outstretched hand and asks us to sing along of "The Sacrament youuuuu is "on. Have we ever abated today singing along?
I unfortunately can not answer the question at rest for me, because suddenly the folder next to me. And notes that I'm not even turn on my proper place. Good grief, now I fly out. I see myself already outside waiting for my friend and pray for at least one listening position than me, the older blacks (the term is now politically correct?) Really nice asked if I was in the press. I deny and say "only in Germany." Whereupon he asks me if I was alone here, and would rather not below, where you can see more of the band. Please? And if I want! I ran quickly to my seat, grab my bag and ask my friend briefly whether she wants to go with (the stage of course), but they refused, shaking his head. (Was a mistake somehow, because of course they would liked to go ...) Okay, I'll go alone with the now quite terribly nice man down the staircase next to the stage and let me off right at the front of the barrier. He informed the Sec nor fast down there, where I come and I all mitscribbel what is acknowledged with a shake of the head. But at least I am now really good. From Sacrament I, unfortunately mitgekriegt not too much, but still nice reference Villes us on End, when he confidently smiling on us shows and says. "Nooo, the Sacrament is youuuuu"
heard as the fifteenth track of the night "IT'S ALL TEARS", which I was the last time in Prague (it was in 2001 I think) 've heard live. This song is so old, however, that the masses now listen rather than sing, how can I tell when you look behind and around me. But the text is appropriate - Drown in this love. Even the singer drowns at least with its powerful hind grade in beer bubbles while moving out of the bottle, which he had set in the ass pocket. If he has a fag in one hand and the other hand to sing for Micro may need, so what happen before. I Schmunzel, unfortunately inadequate to my favorite line of the song "I'll violate you in the most sensual way" in which I usually always cold is actually the back down.
Despite the relatively unknown song by American standards, the assembled crowd applauded enthusiastically, what Ville acknowledged with a "That's very fond of you". While playing with the microphone cable, he announced, would now follow the last song of the evening. The crowd goes wild, and to celebrate yet, "WINGS OF A BUTTERFLY / BUTTER MASACA" from unmoved as if the whole thing never come to an end. The bass rumbles loudly and trembling all through my body. Also from this great site I can not succeed so sharp shots.
But then again this song to end. Ville is still at the edge of the stage, grinning and clapping and probably babbles words of thanks to the crowd before he goes off until Mige. Must have really liked him so much. Otherwise he is always gone first.
When I turn around times now, I can understand the reason for his exuberant Grinserei well. The whole theater is raging and seething, screaming and clapping as it asks for an encore. Impressive to see up to the rank up only mad people. And Ville
appears relatively atypical again as the first, after we the guys can not really have long to ask. Burton strums to ever warm while Ville still awkward and still incomprehensible babbles and announcing one of their cover songs. What is the matter now seems to? May well be only "Poison Heart". But after a few lines I know that it is "SOLITARY MAN / LAVATORY. Also long gone too. And give each other singers and the audience again everything.
the end of the song, it controls all the instruments with a gesture to calm down and only the bass supports him in his last line before the final chorus. Goosebumps.
But then the final event of the evening passed. Ville but still takes time to linger a bit, probably costs the deserved applause until the end. He lights up, grinning and babbling again a cigarette and says goodbye with a military salute and a bow before he collects Jacket and roses and a really very last grin going on to us.
11:30 pm
I win thanks to my exposed site last but not least the Battle of Linde's set list, and can thus complement the song names in my concert review confusing.
Happy, made determined, as well as Ville and grinning away with a no longer to ignore noise in the ear, I really super-currents with the audience from the theater and to the car. On the way to the hotel I log briefly with my mother, because it was at home almost certainly have breakfast. And because it myself against their other interests in my concert experience question, it must first listen to my descriptions bursting with enthusiasm.
exchange then Ina and I are the places and I control our red scooter in style to the sounds of the Cardigans to our hotel and the rest of our well-deserved annual vacation in the Sunshine State against ...
