Neil Young and Paul McCartney were filled with rock the stage at the Desert Trip, on the second day of the festival, which had one of its climaxes when the singer-songwriter canadian joined the beatle for making three topics together.
Young had been on fire the scenario when the sun is scorching Saturday was lost behind the mountains that surround the Coachella valley; and Paul McCartney was in charge of keeping it lit until midnight, in an evening that will remain engraved in the memory of the rock of the world.
Definitely, the Neil Young model 2016, which comes inevitably associated with The Promise of the Real -the brothers Nelson, Lukas and Micah; Corey McCormick, Anthony an usurer, and Tato Melgar – there is no way to define it with adjectives. Everyone, even together, are insufficient to describe this infernal machine of rock for nearly two hours and touched the 75 thousand people who packed the Empire Polo Club in Indio, rose up out of their seats -who paid more – and induced with their best arms to the applause, on the second day of the festival.
From least to greatest, step by step; first, alone with the piano, After the Gold Rush; later, in the guitar, Heart of Gold; and then, in the body, Comes a Time. Intimate, face-to-face with the 75 thousand, with melodies to his harmonious and Mother Earth (Natural Anthem), and time to go to the deepest part of the sound world. And sensitive. "Respect the earth".
As is usual, by the stage were the fertilizadores, and although this time no shots were fired against Monsanto -it was against Donald Trump-, the preaching is in every gesture of the Young. "Water is life", he said from his t-shirt; and accompanied already by the band, filled with folk of the valley. is Out on the Weekend, Human Highway, and went on to power; with time.
Then, Show Me, Neigborhood and the beautiful Harvest Moon. is that Young can be sweet from his rawness, and there is a good part of its charm. In his speech imperfect in its way of searching for meanings in every single eternal, in each left their harmonic distorted. Therefore, he felt every one of the nearly 20-minute – "too much", murmullaba, Young, and came back to start – during Down By the River, with those four bodies writhing on the stage in a fabric possessed of guitars which he asked, to shouts, screams of download. And there was one.
But there was still more; in the Seed Justice every one of his musicians added to the deaf loa farm animals played in the brand new live album of Young, Earth, before Welfare Mother and the closing. "We only have 47 seconds to make Rockin' in the Free World", announced the canadian. But as, precisely, freedom is about, the rockeó about 10 minutes, with two false endings and a power that left the stage in flames at Macca’s.
And Paul chose A Hard Day’s Night to give beginning to a show of nearly three hours, they went through different climates, and who had the better of the late. The list of 37 titles, followed up with Jet, Can t Buy Me Love, Letting Go, in an alternation Beatles – Wings interrupted by My Valentine, and almost immediately, Maybe I m Amazed. Then, with the voice and hot band in a volume cruise, which was maintained until the end.
At this point, it is known that the formula for McCartney, there is and it is only yours, is to focus on the fab four, and peck from there to their stages solo, Wings and some other rarity. In precisely those oddities was the highlight of last night, when after Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite! Paul invite Young to join, to make A Day in the Life -attached to Give Peace a Chance-, and a healthy scraggly Why Don’t We Do It in the Road.
All, enlivened by a McCartney talkative. Sometimes repeater of jokes already heard, here, other, counter anecdotes about Jimi Hendrix, George Martin and company, relaxed, up for to stop Something, change of instrument, and start again; but always careful of the contact with the public. "When I play some Beatles, that all of you know, I see all the phones and it seems like a constellation of stars; when I do some new, that do not know, is the black hole," he quipped, with reason.
Is that how it is possible to continue to Queenie Eye seated and without moving a finger, as this man is 74-year-old breaks down his throat to give more can benefit from his work. We note, yes; but what matter, if the bras are Let It Be, Hey Jude, Live and Let Die, Helter Skelter or the trilogy end Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight/The End, and a band -Rusty, Brian Ray, Abe Laboriel, Wix Wickens – of incorruptible good taste and high performance.
Now, the baton is in the hands of Roger Waters and The Who. Another gourmet meal for the banquet called Desert Trip.
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