The fan. That damned fan cost Muse one less star. I'll explain more about it later...

At past 8 o'clock, Juliette Lewis takes the stage with her Licks, and I'd like to say something here: she's always been labeled as an actress who makes music as a personal whim. Well, for me, it’s exactly the opposite; she’s got it all wrong, she should have been a musician from the start. The tracks come out beautifully, "Hot Kiss" is amazing, and together with the other mini-classic "You're Speaking My Language" (with a finale where all musicians join the drums playing a sort of tribal dance) represents the essence of the performance. 8 sharp and direct tracks, plenty of guitar riffs, and who cares if they're derivative or not very original; they make you move, and that’s the point...

The Muse arrive after about half an hour after Lewis's departure, and open the show with the best track from the new album, "Knights Of Cydonia"; a good start. Among others, "Supermassive Black Hole" convinced me less, slightly rearranged but too cold, while positively noteworthy are surely "Starlight" (very moving live) and a phenomenal "Plug In Baby", offered in the encores. The only flaw in the choice of tracks is the absence of "Bliss", which is always one of the most anticipated live, and "Butterflies & Hurricanes". The idea of extending some tracks with very pleasant instrumental codas that flirt now with hard, now with progressive, now with metal is excellent, like mini tributes to each musical genre.

Technically, Muse is perfect live; not a slip, not a note out of place. That's the problem, sometimes (actually, often) they sound too cold, especially Mr. Bellamy. And here we get to the fan; Matt takes the stage perfectly groomed, perfectly dressed, with that appliance at his feet (heaven forbid he should sweat a drop, poor thing!). Too contrived and too perfect to want to be a rock star, but maybe times have changed, and I haven't adapted.

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