February 19th 2004 CONVENTION CENTRE, brisbane, qld, australia
Source:
Core Sound Binaural mics > MiniDisc (Panasonic SJ-MR220) > Cool Edit Pro > CD-R/M > CD-R/1 > EAC > .wav > TLH > .flac (lvl 8)Recorded by and traded from Zac (e-mail: zac_of_all_trades@hotmail.com // site: http://db.etree.org/audiowhore)
Audio:
Quality: BDuration: 85min 58sec
Setlist:
CD1:01. Vanishing
02. Pet
03. The Hollow
04. Magdalena
05. Weak And Powerless
06. Orestes
07. Blue
08. Thinking Of You
09. Brea
CD2:
10. The Package
11. 3 Libras
12. The Nurse Who Loved Me
13. Thomas
14. The Outsider
15. The Noose
16. Judith
Taper's notes:
My main memory of the night was watching all the security guards snap on rubber gloves before the doors opened. All the kids waiting in line drew a collective horrified gasp. Every single person got thoroughly padded down and while watching in line i stashed my minidisc into a money belt placed right over balls. The woman who frisked me was pretty intimate and grabbed a handful of my groin. Feeling something not right she demanded to know what was in her hand. I said it was my wallet and she accepted this and let go of my balls.
I wrote the below review for the Brisbane music street press 'Rave magazine' which makes reference to Fleetwood Mac also playing in Brisbane on this same night.
A PERFECT CIRCLE / GIANTS OF SCIENCE
Brisbane Convention Centre Thursday February 19
While one generation were filing into Boondall for the resurrection of a 70s supergroup, their bastard offspring were forming a sea of black shirts at the Convention Centre, patiently waiting for the return of a supergroup for the new millennium. A Perfect Circles line-up of alt-rock stars may have each rocked to excess over the past decade but its likely that collectively they have not even seen as much cocaine as Fleetwood Mac snorted and reportedly had blown up their asses back in the day. So when the doors finally opened and the security guards snapped on rubber gloves to begin a slow process of thoroughly patting down and frisking every member of the capacity crowd, it was interesting to wonder whether the oldies at the Mac received such a special welcome?
Support act the Giants of Science almost received a special welcome from the crowd until they realised the local rockers were not A Perfect Circle. Selected by Maynard at last minute notice, the Giants cranked into Distractions and held off the nerves through to their set closer Complete This Progression.
A Perfect Circles opener Vanishing saw Maynards silhouetted image swirling onto the crowd as he sang hidden behind a screen. While the screen disappeared for the next song Pet, minimal backlighting effects remained throughout the show creating the interesting dynamic of the band being continually in the dark. The impact of this was to force the focus onto the music rather than the individuals performing it and also to piss off those wanting to see Maynards face. After The Hollow and Magdalena, the bass intro to Weak and Powerless brought the bands best dark pop qualities forward. While A Perfect Circle drop in the requisite number of guitar slamming smacks to the chops, more prominent was their careful wrestling and shaping of noise. Billy Howerdel and the peroxided James Iha in particular switched between delayed flange melodic notes and controlled feedback tones. Jeordie White held many songs together with distinctive upper octave bass riffs while Maynard exposed his sweet vocal style as much as his in your face rantings.
Perhaps to counter the general dour and serious attitude being projected on stage, the space between Blue and Thinking of You was filled by Jeordie telling a Michael Jackson joke and James delivering a Steve Irwin impersonation. As the crowd cheered, Maynard told the former Pumpkin, that was so real I had to look at you to make sure you werent that clown.
Playing an equal cherry-picked ratio of songs from their two albums, the band contrasted from the gentle The Nurse Who Loved Me to Thomas and The Outsider. The 85 minute set closed with The Noose and Judith, perhaps the bands finest moment. After this, there was no need for an encore.