During the period between the FIRST encore and the second (there were two because no one wanted Muse to go) everyone pulled out their smartphones or cell phones and lit them up.
Dom saying goodnight in his pink whatever-it-was. Very nice. Almost tops the Spiderman outfit, Dommie...
Matt threw his guitar over a couple of screens and it landed on the floor. Lucky me that I took a picture right then before someone got it off the stage so Chris wouldn't trip over it...
Here's a photo of the screens down, and look over the top of the date stamp. Matt's guitar. Lying on the floor.
During Animals. Matt, Dom, Morgan. (Chris is too far over to be in this shot.)
Matt looks like an angel. A small, dark, screamy, instrument-wielding angel.
The whole big setup from afar. Next time (and there will be a next time because I totally am gonna need this again) I will get closer and I will have better pictures.
Written just before things got started last night...
Muse are playing here tonight, and I am with them. Despite all the shit the last year has thrown at me, despite the 4 jobs I got rejected for yesterday, in this moment, there is no emotion to describe this but keysmashing, stupid, blatant happiness...only probably improved by a jar of maraschino cherries smothered in dark chocolate.
And this is my thoughts on it today.
Matt chucked his guitar over two sets of screens.
Matt walked into the front row and started hanging out with the fans (probably scaring the living crap out of the security guys.)
Dom wore a pink leotard.
There was a purple monster dancing on the screens during one song.
Matt had an argument with Dom and called him a liar just before they played Sunburn.
These are the little details I'll remember when the rest of this concert has faded into the background. For now, I think I'm still registering a mild case of shock and a whole lot of awe.
I can't single out one moment that was the best, because it was ALL the best. Every inch. Every moment. There were only around 8,000 people in the room (including myself) but it didn't matter. They played like it was Wembley or Glastonbury or something. Their heart and dedication was astounding, and while I was sad to see it end, I understand that Matt's knees probably weren't.
Long live Muse. You knocked it out of the park last night. Bravo. I will see you again next tour, and that is a promise.
Ta,
Bec
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