An aesthetic contribution to Spirit
There's nothing quite as exciting as a Deep Purple show. The intoxication begins well before hand, with that one tantalizing click of the mouse upon the tour dates link at The Highway Star... Alas! Shows within a day's drive! Which makes "No One Came" a most amusing piece for me, as I've logged several thousand miles on the odometer (over land and sea) and never once regretted it! Plans are made, directions sought out, e-mails sent, supplies gathered, and somehow things pull together as if by magic when at last, the day arrives with much thrill and anticipation.
Four of us made the two-and-a-half hour trip from upstate New York to Scranton, PA on Tuesday 12 June to see a most amazing performance by DP. What can I say that hasn't been said? It was fantastic. For me, the highlight was "When A Blind Man Cries", a very soulful rendition of such a passionate song.
The energy of the evening had spiraled, much like the clay on a potter's wheel. Group and audience were very enmeshed, spinning, moulding, pushing, fashioning plateaus and curves, and in the end the experience itself was a work of art to be treasured. I will never tire of the music, it is simply enchanting!
The set lists have been posted, comments made. I'm not a critic, just a grateful admirer! Thanks DP for the aesthetic contribution to Spirit - it's what makes us love you so much, what makes us feel in tune with each other and the world.
Hello to Angie, thanks for remembering me in your review!