In 2011, I felt like the luckiest person in the world for being able to see Brit-pop icons Pulp headline Reading festival. Earlier this year I felt even luckier when I witnessed The Rolling Stones headline the Pyramid Stage at Glastonbury.
Yet neither of these majestic live music experiences could have prepared me for the pure perfection that was seeing Fleetwood Mac. A band whose music has been in my life since early childhood courtesy of my dad and a band that tonight, made all of my wildest dreams come true.
The opening night of the UK leg of their extensive world tour opens in spectacular style with those legendary guitar melodies of ‘Second Hand News’ bellowing around the arena. I thought it an odd choice that the entire gig would be seated but when Stevie Knicks announces that the band are to play an incredibly extensive three hour set, I get a little grateful that I at least have the option to sit down.
‘The Chain’ is showcased early, much to people’s scepticism, but there is so much more to this band than that one bass riff that sends shivers down your spine. The previous weekend I watched Gabrielle Aplin cover the band’s ‘Go Your Own Way’, but as good as it was there’s only one Fleetwood Mac, and tonight every member is on more than top form.
Stevie Knicks sounds as enchanting as she was right when Rumours and Tango In The Night first appeared whilst Lindsey Buckingham makes his extensive and extremely complicated guitar solos look so effortless that the entire crowd was mesmerised by the magic. Mick Fleetwood was utterly eccentric but utterly amazing as he pumped up the crowd between songs with his expert drum solos. As much as there are great drummers in the world these days, no one can ever overtake the ability of Mick. John McVie is as quiet and modest as ever, but remains an integral part of the band and a spectacle to behold.
‘Tusk’ was my own personal highlight, as visions of marching bands and the original video played out on the big screens. Meanwhile the vocal harmonies between Knicks and Buckingham transported me back to the bands heyday, despite the fact that I wasn’t even born then.
I really still am in shock at the immense happiness that seeing this band brought. Fleetwood Mac tonight cemented themselves as being the greatest rock ‘n’ roll band in the world, and whilst other reunited bands have disappointed on reunion tours, no such thing happened here in London. I can’t help but be in a state of disbelief at what I now consider to be the greatest gig of my life so far.
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