Nothing is the same as before... this is what I feel about myself once the Dinosaur Jr. concert is over. But let's take it one step at a time and start from the beginning... I was alone, timid and shy, but extremely happy to be there... I had the ticket since March and looked at it every day... then on June 2nd the moment arrived... I didn’t want anyone with me, they would have disturbed my peace... I wanted to be alone in front of the stage... and so it was.
The dinosaurs made us wait, the ticket said 21.30 as the starting time... well, I didn’t have a watch but at least 60 minutes past the scheduled time went by abundantly, the stage at Hiroshima is small, but practically all occupied... the drums are in the center, without a platform and rather advanced, a wall of 6 Marshalls and many pedals illustrate the hell that J intends to unleash...
The venue fills up more and more, there is excitement, tension... someone starts making noise... I'm right behind the barriers, about a meter from the stage... Lou Barlow steps up with his smile, gives a well-pronounced "Ciao", starts testing his bass, and the cheers begin... then it's Murph's turn, shaved to zero and among the three seems to be the most "normal"... he also tests his instrument... everything's okay. We can start, but where’s J? The lights dim... I see a man of medium-short stature and rather broad, with very long white hair... we applaud, we scream and he is impassive... a disinterested expression, a step forward, and then strumming without care...
"Almost Ready" starts, a melody filled with heavy noise squeezes me like a snake would... my mind is no longer on earth, it's already flying along with those notes... J certainly hasn’t improved his voice, barely perceptible under the wave of noise... "The Lung" makes everyone explode... but it will be the only old song in the first part of the concert... "Pick me Up," "Back to Your Heart," "Been There All the Time," and "Crumble" make us go wild like maniacs... Mascis doesn’t talk, he just sings... he also improvises, using every effect present on the pedal board... I would stay there my whole life, with those few people, listening to them... "Feel the Pain" heralds the second part of the live show, and finally, I manage to hear Mascis’s voice, which certainly hasn't improved... it’s drawled and a little hoarse, but I feel it as if it were mine... I think that out of all the music I listen to, it's the one that suits me the most... and now it’s time for my favorite Dinosaur song, "Little Fury Things"... it takes me away... and I won’t come back... then "The Wagon," sung along by everyone...
J is apathetic, he lives within himself... he has a mono-expressive face, I don’t know if he is having as much fun as we are down here, perhaps not... Now comes what is probably their most famous piece: "Freak Scene," the first notes were enough for me to completely lose contact with reality. I sing with HIM, Barlow moves like a lunatic, Murph hits like a madman... this is indie rock guys! The noise released by the amplifiers scrambles my mind and I’m enjoying it like a pig...
Unfortunately, I can’t remember the two pieces played before "Forget the Swan," which was Barlow's peak, intensely shouting in the chorus. The three leave the stage for about a minute, then return to greet us with "Sludgefeast" and the Cure cover "Just Like Heaven"... Mascis is the first to leave... Murph stays standing a bit to say goodbye, then something happens, Lou doesn’t leave, he stays there and we don’t stop applauding... a guy next to me asks him for a pick, he leans down towards us and gives the object making that guy the happiest in the world, he sees that I’m there too and extends his arm to me... I would never want to see my face at that moment, I was terribly embarrassed, then I understand and shake his hand... I leave the venue and can't believe what happened to me...
Nothing will ever be the same... and I think I’m right....
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