![]() ![]() The more serious athletes pull resistance rope under the shade of the concession vendor’s roof. Lift like this was the diving board era, friend! His face contorts, like he was both within and above it. He’s wearing a tank top with tiny straps like a circus strongman or an 80’s movie lifeguard. In the event of a return to industry, I’ll miss the old man with incredible strength. In day you shudder the thrum of an idling crew cab- the call of pink men as they instruct the day-laborers in garbled Spanish. We all know: you see a condo, you steal the wood. ![]() The wide ones you see described in commercials as “Super Duty.” There’s something ominous, truly, about the mirrored sunglasses on the pig faced men who sit in their trucks in my neighborhood. I watch clouds pass behind a tower crane. I pass the corduroy yellow belt of earth left by construction equipment. In the event of a return to industry, I’ll be ready, taut, calmer, tawny in shoulder, and so much better overall. At pace I find my life pleasant, sometimes, as I’m doing now, writing in my notebook. I go in circles, and walk until I can’t continue. Articulating in body my worst habit of mind. It’s not the speed or the endurance or the dopamine or the longevity that I’m after. This afternoon I saw a ten year old boy with what looked like a parachute strapped to his back sprint forty yards while his father or uncle filmed from lane 7. Sunday smells industrious and I’ll tell you some more about it. There’s a determination about them I like. They wore sun faded sweat suits and moved in a sort of combustive way, arms bent, severe at the elbow propelling in little thrusts with their fists forward like mountaineers. The high school track was under a hill a short walk from my apartment. Then one day I was looking at my legs in the mirror, and it suddenly hit me – the track. I couldn’t be the stoic the moment required. It felt like time was moving in such redundant shifts of epoch and tragedy, and I couldn’t tell if I was being hysterical or wise for noticing. When the panic started I began carefully reconsidering myself. I was going in circles, and everyone I knew was going in circles also. Dave Anania – percussion 2/backup vocals on "Sing Along"Īdditional performances by Venus Hum ( Kip Kubin, Tony Miracle, Annette Strean).Where was I going? In circles.Jeff Turlik – music director, strings, guitar, programming.Matt Goldman, Phil Stanton, Chris Wink – Founders.Personnel Credits as provided by the DVD. Baba O' Riley by The Who (From the album Who's Next).Crazy Train by Ozzy Osbourne (Played before I Feel Love).Whip It by Devo (Played before I Feel Love).The Blue Man Group played multiple cover songs in this concert. Also cut was a short cover of Led Zeppelin's " Kashmir" during the brief tributes section of the show. Two songs that were part of the performance but omitted from the DVD are "Piano Smasher" and " White Rabbit". Blue Man Group jokingly (and incorrectly) asserts that this alternate spelling is Pete Townshend's intended spelling and attributes the spelling "Baba O'Riley" to a transcription error in the artwork for the album Who's Next by The Who. The song titles menu on the DVD spells the name of the song on track 13 as "Baba O'Reilly". Some additional footage was taken in Minneapolis. Side B of the album has three tracks from The Complex in 5.1 surround sound, "Above", "Your Attention", and "Sing Along".įilming took place at NextStage at Grand Prairie which is in Dallas, Texas. The DVD also has three music videos on it: "Sing Along", "The Current", and "Exhibit 13". It features almost all of the songs from that album, one song ("Drumbone") from their older album, Audio, and a cover of The Who song " Baba O'Riley". The Complex Rock Tour Live is a live DVD by Blue Man Group in support of their album, The Complex with footage from their shows in Dallas. ![]()
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