I’ve been thinking about this so much that I had actually forgotten to blog about it. I thought I did, in fact what I did blog about was that I had to wait for a certain date to hit and after that I would provide an update. So this is the update, the one that I thought I put out that was purely in my head all along.
I got a ticket to see Muse in Sydney! And I learned a lesson in the process.
Sometimes it is better to just relax and not create a false sense of urgency. It can be a distraction and make things play on your mind when they really don’t need to. I managed to miss the Muse presale and the presale by the ticket provider that was on offer a little longer. For that reason I stayed up til 3am (noon in Sydney) to make sure I got a ticket. I thought they would disappear fast with such huge demand and with Sydney and Melbourne being the only gigs announced in this continent since 2013.
Then, a problem occurred.
A friend that I haven’t seen for a few months stopped by, meaning we had a few drinks. A few turned into a few more. I got that drunk that by 3am I had to not just concentrate on putting in the correct payment details but to find the strength to push the keys. I haven’t been that drunk for a while.
I didn’t get a ticket that night. I needed an Australian phone number. I tried again the following evening in my hotel room whilst I was in Edinburgh (sober this time) and it still didn’t take my mobile number, despite stating I could add it by typing ‘+44’ before it.
‘+44′ had non numerical symbols.
’44’ was not recognised.
Leaving the above out was not recognised as an international number.
It was then that I realised something that I didn’t when I was blind drunk. The ‘Don’t have a mobile phone?‘ link in small text beneath. It stated that a landline number could be placed in the box and be applicable. I tried and it allowed me to the next page.
So here I am, much poorer but much happier!
I was surprised there were tickets, I think I was scarred by my first attempt at a Glastonbury Festival ticket, sold out within 20 minutes of going on sale. 100,000+ tickets sold by 9.20am. Incredible.
Australia is HUGE and I guess this is a contributing factor. I can attend any gig in the UK and the flight won’t be more than an hour. Over in Oz that might be the driving distance to someone’s local store.
Qudos Arena, Sydney in December. I’ll be blogging. Probably more than usual as I won’t have a voice to speak with.
Sometimes it is worth looking at trends to determine if a great opportunity lies ahead, wherever that may be at that time. I have such an opportunity at noon on the 10th of August which I do not want to miss.
I have been reading fan comments whilst Muse have been on tour through throughout Europe and the States. I was able to see them in 2016 on their Drones Tour in Manchester, UK, Drones being their most recent album. It was incredible as I knew it would be from the three previous Muse gigs I have attended since 2006, the first being in my home city of Newcastle.
Newcastle, Nov 16, 2006
My first gig. Ever. Matt the singer/guitarist played part of the song Assassin whilst laid on his back. I also thought that Dom on drums was wearing the Spiderman costume he tends to wear every now and then, looking back at the incredibly pixelated videos taken in 2006 it doesn’t seem so, although it is hard to tell when the video consists of about 50 pixels. Memories can be deceiving.
Leeds Festival, Origin of Symmetry 10th anniversary, 2011
A truly unique experience as it was the tenth anniversary of Origin of Symmetry, and the first time ever that the whole album was played in its entirety. The stage was set up as if the band were playing inside the album cover, with images from the albums artwork animated onto the giant screen behind. Flamethrowers were used and had to be scrapped later in the gig as the flames were so tall it melted/set fire to parts of the stage. Classic Muse. I took this screenshot from their 360 app, which allows you to control the cameras 360 degrees of the whole set with multiple angles to choose from. This, was a very cool idea.
Manchester (Etihad Stadium), Unsustainable Tour, 2013
Despite the unique stage set in Leeds, this was by far the most impressive stage I have seen from these guys, or anyone for that matter.
It was the biggest stage I have ever seen. I found this picture over at MuseWiki that helps to give a little perspective of this particular stadium tour.
Charles the Robot can be seen in the last image, a 16 foot tall robot that sang the lyrics to Unsustainable whilst smoke fired from his ears. Matt wanted the robot to be taller, but was (again) blocked by health and safety. When asked by a fan on Twitter if he was finally able to get a robot to perform on stage, he tweeted:
Better smaller than never, I say!
Manchester (arena), Drones Tour, 2016
I loved this gig because the Drones album (largely relating to the controversial use of drones in war) had a darker vibe, and with this a heavier setlist bringing back some of the rock songs of earlier albums. They also had drones flying about the arena, as well as a huge drone of what appeared to be a black spacecraft or army plane flying around the stage that was in the centre of the arena. After a few beers, I just remember looking up and thinking ‘what the heck is that?!’ as it flew right by. A great memory.
Gigs that were never to be.
Madison Square Garden, Resistance Tour, 2010.
I was in NYC, and my hotel was honestly right across the road from MSG. I could see the main doors to the venue from my window. Not just that, Muse were performing that night. I went over to see if I could get a ticket, very optimistically and remember one of their songs was playing in the lobby. There were no tickets. On the bright side, I did get to do a stadium tour that day, which granted me access to the venue to watch their stage being set up. This was another unique experience that I am chuffed I managed to have. Apologies for the grainy image, this is all I have. I don’t know why I had such a terrible camera back then.
As we were lead into the Knicks changing rooms, I couldn’t help to notice Muse kit boxes along the corridors. I remember feeling a sense of excitement as I could walk around one corner and bump into them at any moment. Sadly, I didn’t.
There was one room. A room with two people standing outside of it, as if something was taking place inside. To this day I am convinced the band were being interviewed inside, however I may never know…
It was a weird feeling knowing that they could have been right there and all I could do is walk on by.
Watching the gig back on YouTube, the light show was incredible.
At noon AEST, I have the opportunity to buy tickets for one of two Australian gigs they have recently announced. Sydney and Melbourne are the first Aussie dates since 2013, I knew it was inevitable from the amount of Australian fans desperately wanting a chance to see them, begging for some tour dates all over their social media. Sadly, I missed it on the pre sale so I will just have to wait for the general sale, but what great timing it will be with me moving to Sydney in September.
Roll on noon on the 10/08/17… I’ve bookedmarked the local timezone for maximum preparation.
I hope my Aussie friends don’t mind as I try to steal a ticket from their beautifully tanned, Muse deprived hands… I’ll make up for it somehow, I promise.
I thought I’d give them praise, they don’t get it often.
Did you know, a pregnant lady can pee in a policemans helmet if the urge comes about?
This may however be a myth after googling it. I found the following question posted online from a curious guy:
I read recently that a pregnant woman has the legal right to urinate in a policeman’s helmet. However, at this year’s Notting Hill carnival all officers refused my girlfriend this honour. On what grounds can they refuse such a request?
So August was already off to a great start and then I noticed that I hit 500 followers this morning. Thank you to each and every one of you that has shown support and continue to do so daily. You know who you are!
If every one of you beautiful bloggers were to stand a mile apart, I would have a pretty long walk ahead of me to meet every one of you…. although oddly there is a high chance that you would then be much closer to me than you currently are, which is pretty cool to think.
And whilst I am on the topic of 500 miles, I have found this picture of Europe courtesy of moth dad on Twitter, showing where the The Proclaimers* would end up if they did indeed walk 500 miles, and then 500 more.
Are you in the dangerzone?!
*For anyone born after 2000 (especially outside of the UK), The Proclaimers were a band with a hit song about walking a thousand miles for the one they loved, we just don’t know the planned route. If you enter a British pub that is playing karaoke and this isn’t played, there is probably a glitch in the matrix.
I woke up this morning with my thoughts on the sad news from yesterday. I have been thinking a lot about those we consider heroes, whether it be a parent or partner, pet, philosopher or performer. What is hard to deal with is when these seemingly immortal and incredible people leave us much earlier than expected. How!?
It wasn’t too long ago that I typed up a quick post with lyrics to In The End by Linkin Park.
Time is a valuable thing, watch it fly by as the pendulum swings. Watch it count down to the end of the day the clock ticks life away…
Whenever I think of the word time, or utter it in conversation, my mind heads down the path of this song. In a way it is a healthy reminder that time is not something we can put on hold. We can let it slip by or we can ride that wave as best we can and be as active as possible whilst riding it. One day our feet will lose grip of that surfboard, we all fall into the sea but some travel a big distance before doing so.
When we idolise someone, they seem invincible. Perfect. They can also be taken for granted, as if they have always been around and always will be. When their time runs out and they are no longer around, we see them as human again. Not someone that is perfect but someone with flaws that strived for perfection with incredible effort. To me, a hero dying is like a Spider-Man removing his mask. The human is revealed and instantly relatable. The flaws and imperfections, the illnesses and fears all become visible. I don’t mind my inspirations being human. If anything it motivates me to strive for similar success.
The problem with a high profile death is that we only get a glimpse of their life, the success and the wealth. The suffering isn’t always in silence but out of view. For some, a suicide can be a selfish act. If their Wikipedia page states they are currently touring the world and earn this much from record sales, they must be happy, right? Can we claim to know the lives and the apparent state of mind of a person we have never met? Of course not. To assume would be incredibly arrogant.
My family has been affected on more than one occasion by depression and suicide. Maybe this is why cries of selfishness are so offensive to me. I know the daily struggle that can last years and the instant opinions from complete strangers that form conclusions with 100% conviction. It is much more respectable to admit we cannot know the mind of another person than to be so wrong whilst believing we are so right.
The comforting aspect for me is that no one ever dissapears. They are always here, the cells are no longer assembled in the way they were to create such art, but they flow by us everyday. That I find truly mind blowing.