"Live" Earth????
Posted: Sun 08 Jul, 2007 1:34 am
Was a bit naughty today: snuck the portable telly into the workshop to catch some of the coverage of Live Earth. (Bad cheetah!!)
The two acts I r-e-a-l-l-y wanted to see were the Duranies and Genesis* (seriously showing my age here!). When did my customers decide to descend en masse? .... .... .... Got it in one! (How do they do that?)
If I could have got away with it, my "average time per customer" would have been long enough to say: "Not now! Go away!!!!" 
I have very powerful memories of Live Aid. I found it a truly inspiring and emotional day, and I was left with a feeling of 'hope.' Considering that the scale of Live Earth in terms of gigs completely dwarfed Live Aid, and given the importance - to the entire planet - of the message it was trying to communicate, it just didn't inspire me at all.
Maybe my encroaching senility's the problem. Maybe it's because I'm a fully paid-up member of the Tree-hugging Hippie Club, but there seemed to be something watered-down about the whole affair; something missing .... A sort of "global Glasto" without the mud? We've got 'boutique' festivals these days: perhaps Live Earth is a kinda "Boutique Uprising"?
Who put out the fire in humanity's belly? (Answers on a postcard....) Armed to the teeth with patchouli joss-sticks, I'm off to spend the night with "Old Pink." I'll see you on the dark side...
Áine
(* Pig sick that I didn't get tickets for the reunion tour...
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The two acts I r-e-a-l-l-y wanted to see were the Duranies and Genesis* (seriously showing my age here!). When did my customers decide to descend en masse? .... .... .... Got it in one! (How do they do that?)
I have very powerful memories of Live Aid. I found it a truly inspiring and emotional day, and I was left with a feeling of 'hope.' Considering that the scale of Live Earth in terms of gigs completely dwarfed Live Aid, and given the importance - to the entire planet - of the message it was trying to communicate, it just didn't inspire me at all.
Maybe my encroaching senility's the problem. Maybe it's because I'm a fully paid-up member of the Tree-hugging Hippie Club, but there seemed to be something watered-down about the whole affair; something missing .... A sort of "global Glasto" without the mud? We've got 'boutique' festivals these days: perhaps Live Earth is a kinda "Boutique Uprising"?
Who put out the fire in humanity's belly? (Answers on a postcard....) Armed to the teeth with patchouli joss-sticks, I'm off to spend the night with "Old Pink." I'll see you on the dark side...
Áine
(* Pig sick that I didn't get tickets for the reunion tour...
