From the Ottawa Sun:
Monday, November 29, 2004
Tragically delicious!
Band rocks like no other
By DENIS ARMSTRONG -- Ottawa Sun
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TRAGICALLY HIP
Civic Centre, Ottawa
Sunday, November 28, 2004
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OTTAWA -- The Tragically Hip and Joel Plaskett should have been greater than the sum of their parts.
But in the end, the Hip didn't need anyone else to be great. After sweeping through the U.S. with retro-rock phenom Sam Roberts a couple of weeks ago, the boys from Kingston were back at work last night with another hot retro-rocket in Plaskett.
For the casual Hip fan, such as myself, this pairing was a big selling point.
After all, even the most loyal Hipster would admit that three trips to Ottawa in the last month, including the BEAR's 25th anniversary party, the Grey Cup halftime show and a Blues Festival gig with 30,000 people attending, was pushing the limit of how much even the biggest Hip fan could take.
But I was wrong.
For as good as Plaskett is, this audience of more than 5,000 came only for the Hip, thank you very much. It didn't matter how many accolades had gone out to Plaskett, the Halifax songwriter whose Emergency release was on every critic's best-of list in 2003.
NO.1 WITH FANS
The Hip fan has ears only for their favourite band. So regardless of who the Hip are paired with, they weren't going to leave any doubt about who the headlining band was.
Last night's gig was as tight and ferocious a set as I've ever seen, right up there on my best-concerts-ever list.
Maybe better, thanks to Gord Downie, who often seemed possessed by the chicken-stepping ghost of George Clinton as he strutted across the stage or perched on a microphone stand while his bandmates Bob Baker, Paul Langlois, Gord Sinclair and Johnny Fay boogied on intensely in the background.
There was another side to Downie, the passionate political performer I'd heard so much about, with a sharp-forked tongue reminiscent of Sex Pistol Johnny Rotten. This was no ordinary "Hello Chicago, how are you doin' tonight," concert.
This was a rally, a call to cultural arms.
CANADIAN IMAGES
Swamped in brilliant indigo lights and backdropped by dazzling computer-generated graphics of iconic Canadian images that would make Don Cherry weep with pride, the Canuck band opened with the first single from their In Between Evolution album, titled Vaccination Scar, on which Downie introduced claiming "Let's make this a party, a dance/protest party," a snarky reference to U.S. President George W. Bush's Ottawa layover tomorrow.
Then for more than two hours, including three encores, the band performed Vapour Trails, Fireworks, Courage, New Orleans is Sinking, 100th Meridian, Are We Family, As Makeshift as We Are and Poets among a 17-song set list with vein-popping intensity.
Last night, Downie's famously poetic and political gravitas, which usually left me befuddled, worked brilliantly in this intensely physical performance.
The closest Downie came to playing the conventional rock frontman was when he introduced Ahead By A Century, "This is for the girls," the sweet talker deadpanned.
It was as if nothing was safe from his satirical barbs, including himself, as Canadian rock's poster boy.
At the end of the gig, Downie thanked the house, urging the fans to "win your lakes and rivers back," then he thanked the frenzied mob, "It was our pleasure."
No, it was ours.
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Rory
Halifax