Dead Can Dance
Just got home tonight from seeing them perform in Boston. HOLY MOLY! That was an amazing concert!
I wish I could share the playlist here, but I'm more of a casual DCD fan, so I don't know all the songs. (Although, after tonight, that may all change.) They did play some beloved classics, judging by the audience's reaction. I did recognize half of the songs, and my heart nearly skipped a beat when they segued straight into "American Dreaming."
Other songs they did were (in no order here):
The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove
Severance
The Wind That Shakes The Barley
Saltarello
Yulunga (spirit dance)
and I know I'm missing a whole of other favorites here.
Brendan was charming, funny, and had a sort of delightful ease about him. Lisa was demure and composed, letting out a little bashful, flattered smile here and there when the male members of the audience were vying for her attention with outbursts of affection. She wore a long, medieval-looking frock, and stood at a podium draped in similar material. She looked beautiful, like something out of a Vermeer painting.
Oh, and their best instruments… their voices.
Despite being under the weather, Lisa's voice was mesmerizing. I had to sneak a side glance at the rest of the audience whenever she sang one of her ballads; everyone was sitting on the edge of their seats, absorbed in each tremor and quiver of her voice. We clung to every note she gave us. You'd think she was giving us air to breathe. Her voice is a MILLIONS TIMES MORE HYPNOTIC in person than on record. And Brendan was equally enthralling with his gorgeous, rich voice.
Their band was highly skilled, and together with Brendan and Lisa, they were just a powerful ensemble. And the fans were also great: enamored and giddy, but respectful and loving.
You have to see them in concert. You just [i]have[/i] to.
I wish I could share the playlist here, but I'm more of a casual DCD fan, so I don't know all the songs. (Although, after tonight, that may all change.) They did play some beloved classics, judging by the audience's reaction. I did recognize half of the songs, and my heart nearly skipped a beat when they segued straight into "American Dreaming."
Other songs they did were (in no order here):
The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove
Severance
The Wind That Shakes The Barley
Saltarello
Yulunga (spirit dance)
and I know I'm missing a whole of other favorites here.
Brendan was charming, funny, and had a sort of delightful ease about him. Lisa was demure and composed, letting out a little bashful, flattered smile here and there when the male members of the audience were vying for her attention with outbursts of affection. She wore a long, medieval-looking frock, and stood at a podium draped in similar material. She looked beautiful, like something out of a Vermeer painting.
Oh, and their best instruments… their voices.
Despite being under the weather, Lisa's voice was mesmerizing. I had to sneak a side glance at the rest of the audience whenever she sang one of her ballads; everyone was sitting on the edge of their seats, absorbed in each tremor and quiver of her voice. We clung to every note she gave us. You'd think she was giving us air to breathe. Her voice is a MILLIONS TIMES MORE HYPNOTIC in person than on record. And Brendan was equally enthralling with his gorgeous, rich voice.
Their band was highly skilled, and together with Brendan and Lisa, they were just a powerful ensemble. And the fans were also great: enamored and giddy, but respectful and loving.
You have to see them in concert. You just [i]have[/i] to.