And the results are mesmerising. Waterfall is stunning. Fool's Gold blows several thousand minds. Love Spreads tears right through the field, boasting an instantly recognisable melody. First-rate musicianship at a Roses gig? I wasn't expecting it. But this is 16 years later. Times have changed And when I Am The Resurrection draws to a close, we're already waiting for the next move.
When you see the old Roses live in Blackpool you see Brown in all his glory and he's rank,tunes are shit hot and you see the videos and they sound brilliant but it's a case of fools gold for me. Like it. I seen him at hmv picture house and i thought he was great but the booming bass from the sound system helped, it was more like being in a club than a gig.
Yeah he was on form at the picture house but my mate seen him a few times and warned me he would be brilliant or terrible. A lot of the chat going around at the time of the reunion gigs last year was about how bad the gig would be because Ian Brown can't sing Me and the missus talk a bit about his voice but its never bothered me, peoples whos singing voice grate on me are kd lang, enya, dido etc etc.
I've seen Ian Brown live on at least a dozen occasions. His voice is normally terrible at the start, but improves after 2 or 3 songs. You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Paste as plain text instead. Only 75 emoji are allowed. Display as a link instead. Clear editor. Upload or insert images from URL. Once or twice, though, the Roses transcend their limitations. And it would take a joyless man not to groove to "Fool's Gold", used tonight as a showpiece for John Squire to show off his muso chops, as is the finale of "I Am the Resurrection".
As that song ends, Brown brags again. After an enjoyably preposterous entrance dressed as a sorceress in a temple of fake fire, Nicki Minaj whips off her cloak to reveal a day-glo green top and pink hot pants. Enjoy unlimited access to 70 million ad-free songs and podcasts with Amazon Music Sign up now for a day free trial.
A million words have been written about the Minaj behind. Her prominent posterior is, she insists, Mother Nature's work alone, not surgically enhanced. In many ways, Nicki's backside is the Minaj phenomenon writ small — or large — her success being a mistressclass in working what you've got. The Trinidadian year-old, discovered via MySpace, was signed up to Lil Wayne's Young Money stable alongside Drake, and now threatens to eclipse both male rappers.
It's difficult not to be swept up by the hysteria of a young crowd in the presence of someone whose moment is clearly now, not in some dead, draughty arena next year. Minaj is, if nothing else, a pocket dynamo onstage.
Then again, it's easy to be energetic when you aren't actually singing. Rumours of Minaj's miming are at first hard to verify, but before long, she removes all doubt by talking over her own "vocal".
Their musical legacy consists of one astonishing album, played in its entirety here; one not-so astonishing album, which they skirt over in a couple of songs; and a handful of singles. Answering the what-if question is dangerous in the cold light of dusk on a damp June evening, 21 years after the event. But that's what the impartial observer might think and impartial observers are notable by their absence at Heaton Park. Some sections of the music press and the tabloids have spent months carrying on as if the epoch-defining success of the Stone Roses' Manchester comeback was a forgone conclusion, which, with the best will in the world, seems fearless to the point of insanity.
But the same attitude seems to be in abundance in a park packed with people who looked at Damien Hirst's demented recent assertion that the Stone Roses were "more important than Picasso" and nodded sagely, rather than burst out laughing. They've come here to witness a heroic victory and there are moments when you get the feeling they aren't minded to let a trifling matter like the actual quality of the gig get in the way.
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