I have a lot of bootlegs from the Signals and Grace Under Pressure tours. It seems that there were two different versions of the Count Floyd intro to The Weapon. Maybe they alternate from show to show. They’re both funny, but the with the Synthesizer line is even funnier, I think.
There may have been a rotation. I can't recall if the same one was used twice (at least from the versions out there.)
That’s a joke, it has to be, Weinberg isn’t even in the top 50 of best drummers. Karen Carpenter would arguably be above him on that list too.
Since the mid 80s whenever I’m about to watch a 3D movie, I turn to the person next to me and say, “If we don’t put the glasses on, we’ll only see this in 1/2 D!” To this day, nobody has ever gotten the reference.
Me too........I have probably 6-7 VHS tapes of Rush concerts that came on TV back in the late 80's thru 90's I recorded. My most watched one is the GUP tour.............Have not played them in years, wonder how they are now, they are in a box somewhere.
From yesterday's St. Catharines Standard: Neil Peart family ‘on board’ with a St. Catharines memorial.
Its a thing Rush did since early 2000 tours (think they even had something like that right up to the r40 tour), laundromats, popcorn machines, chickengrill, you name it. Always thought it was hilarious.
They dryers had bespoke T-shirts which they would throw into the audience at the end - was lucky enough to catch one at the final R30 show in Rotterdam... Bizarrely - and luckily - I managed to also catch similar T-shirts on the 3 tours that followed...
The rotisserie chickens. It all started when Geddy went to the in ear monitors and they needed something to fill the backline space behind him, so they came up with a different gimmick each time out.
Not so much in-ears but the lack of cabinets onstage. On the Test for Echo tour he had a blend of both DI signals (clean and overdriven) with the Trace Elliot cabs and amps behind him... by the time they got back for Vapor Trails the amps went bye-bye Alex also went cab-free starting in 2010, which is when the backline stuff got really sophisticated (tiny video screens built into the steampunk props and stuff)
It has been a very touching read, all of you guys' stories and other tributes and writings I have read online. When I first got this news, some hours had passed since the even, and it shocked me to my core. As with most people outside Peart's circle, I had no idea of his illness but merely hoped for him to enjoy his retirement to the fullest; if anything, write more books or give interviews; who knows. It was just a thrill to know that, even if I personally never got to see Rush live, they would still be out there breathing and living and shining on. Personally, Rush took very little time for me to get into. I was probably 20 when I got hold of 2112, though I had read about them here and there, being a fan of progressive rock and, yes, being exposed to I Love You Man which was a nice little movie that had a nice sentiment. But there was a brief winter eight, nine years ago where I progressed from being aware of Rush to being into Rush - big time. The lyrics lit a fire in me; so many of the thoughts and ideas put to paper and then to sound presented here felt natural for me to hear. Signals quickly became a favorite; lyrically and in terms of sound, I must say the peak years of Rush for me are the 1980's. I will never tire of any of their other albums, though, with especially Counterparts, Fly by Night and 2112 remaining deeply anchored in my musical heart. And as much as it evokes rebellion, slight decadence and mild debauchery to put one in the frame of mind of the - to me - mythical 1970's, the title track of 2112 has always been a massive emotional listen for me. Playing it back recently, after this news had been announced, I was overcome with emotion somewhere in the middle of the song; but as with most of Rush's material it is always light and shade; you are never in a downcast mood for too long before the exuberance of classics such as The Analog Kid or even more obscure pearls such as Marathon brings you right back in your place. And though mortal souls may pass, their musical footprints will remain cast in iron in the cracks of our slippery musical brains. Reading about Peart's life, his influences, his trials and tribulations, I could relate to a lot of what I was reading. I play the drums, I am a bit of a geek, have always had a better time keeping to myself, reading books and listening to music, but have no issue partaking in given events. It was always a tremendous relief knowing that one of the most creative and brilliant drummers of all time was someone in whom you could mirror yourself; rather than being entirely unapproachable. Much as Peart's talent was unique, he was a humble, unassuming and gentle human being - obviously. Over the past ten days I have revisited some of the Rush areas in which I thought I had completely lost track, but felt an instant welcome home. Again, the group is one of my all time favorites and personally this death has left a larger trace than that feeling I experienced when Bowie, Cohen and others of the same stature passed not too long ago. I realise this may be an overlong, pretentious read, but I have kept track of this thread ever since the terrible news broke and have thought long and hard if I could muster any courage to put some thoughts down. RIP Neil Peart; my no. 1 musical hero of all-time.
No Rush song has moved like this one in the past week or so. I was still in single digit age when I first heard it, and now my own nostalgia for a "better vanished time" seems sometimes overwhelming. The idea of prog rock "masterpieces" may be ludicrous to some music fans, and the idea of this kind of music being emotional and moving seems like an alien concept to many. But for me, this song is their masterpiece. It's a stunningly perfect marriage of lyrics, story, and musical arrangement. Red Barchetta My uncle has a country place That no one knows about He says it used to be a farm Before the Motor Law And on Sundays I elude the eyes And hop the Turbine Freight To far outside the Wire Where my white-haired uncle waits Jump to the ground As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline Run like the wind As excitement shivers up and down my spine Down in his barn My uncle preserved for me an old machine For fifty odd years To keep it as new has been his dearest dream I strip away the old debris That hides a shining car A brilliant red Barchetta From a better vanished time I fire up the willing engine Responding with a roar Tires spitting gravel I commit my weekly crime Wind In my hair Shifting and drifting Mechanical music Adrenaline surge... Well-weathered leather Hot metal and oil The scented country air Sunlight on chrome The blur of the landscape Every nerve aware Suddenly ahead of me Across the mountainside A gleaming alloy air car Shoots towards me, two lanes wide I spin around with shrieking tires To run the deadly race Go screaming through the valley As another joins the chase Drive like the wind Straining the limits of machine and man Laughing out loud with fear and hope I've got a desperate plan At the one-lane bridge I leave the giants stranded at the riverside Race back to the farm To dream with my uncle at the fireside
Im really happy the Presto and Roll your Bones qobuz 24 bit 96khz or 192khz albums sound much thicker.
I stopped at Power Windows also. I always kept track of their new albums, but I didn't start listening again until I won Vapor Trails as part of a radio promotion. As far as the air of mystery, that started to disappear for me when they toured Vapor Trails. But as a kid in the 80s around the time of Moving Pictures, I didn't know what to make of these guys, other than I liked the music. Beyond The Lighted Stage was the last nail in the coffin of their air of mystery. Great movie though.
Were those real chickens? Despite Geddy not having any cabs onstage, the R30 gig I went to at Radio City was loud enough to feel Neil's bass drum in your chest in the balcony. It was very clear too, great mix that night. My ears were ringing the next morning, and that's the last time that happened.
Outside of the Grateful Dead, It’s probably the closest band that I’ve ever seen which which comes even close to the level of dedication it’s fans have for the band. That documentary was great. I also recommend the Blu-ray, Time Stands Still.
Yes, real rotisserie, with a chef on stage each night to tend to the oven. Rush - Rock 'n' Roll's Most Memorable Stage Props & Features: Part 2 | HeyLiveMusic
