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Rating: Friends of a night.
The anticipation for the Mogwai concert in Milan was already high for me, and after listening to their latest work, “Mr. Beast,” it soared to the stars.
A rarefied and angry sound with explosions of feedback that were abandoned in the previous “Happy Songs For Happy People” make a comeback in this album.
The concert starts on the deep and seemingly calm climax of “Auto Rock,” the opening track of Mister Beast, in my opinion, an excellent track to kick off a concert. The atmosphere is already heated by these vibrant notes that take on a spectral and celebratory quality live when the five from Glasgow shed the green hoodies they appeared on stage with.
The venue (the Rolling Stone) is perhaps perfect for a Mogwai performance, small and intimate but with good acoustics, with a small row of steps in front of the stage, like an amphitheater.
The excitement grows, and they don't miss the chance to present live pieces from the previous album like the beautiful “Hunted By A Freak” and “I Know You Are But What Am I?”, as well as an excellent version of “Yes! I Am A Long Way From Home” from the legendary “Young Team.” My senses were already lost in this place consecrated to post-rock.
A rush of emotion hits me when the notes that start half an hour in are his… “Friend Of A Night” is a release for me, my favorite from “Mr. Beast” is played right before my eyes, and I'm almost fully satisfied.
By now, we are all immersed in these deep and soft yet also sharp and devastating sounds. The strength of Mogwai is knowing how to pave the way with a fluctuating rhythm that almost lulls you, only to jolt you with sudden and very angry explosions that are just the signature of what is already consecrated and that has already set a precedent.
A masterfully crafted post-noise-rock that is so intense and emotionally engaging lasts throughout their performance, which, for an hour and a half, left everyone breathless until the acclamation for obligatory encores. The encore explodes as it could not better with “Glasgow Mega-Snake,” in which the visibly satisfied five almost indulge in a liberated and powerful performance of this prog-rock track, where the stage lights, in a crazy rhythm, create that electrifying atmosphere that has now trapped me too strongly.
The end of the live show is left to the closer track of “Mr. Beast,” “We’re No Here,” and everyone now already thanks for an evening gifted to dreams, palpable emotion accompanies the ending of these endless notes that extend, leaving us to the spring that reigns outside the venue.
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