Nirvana in Vienna

Kenneth Collins8 said:...since I'm still suffering from a bit of golden-hued amnesia, I transcribed the setlist from some kid's blog or something... I can't even recall which one anymore... haha...

Bone Machine
Winterlong
Dead
Ed Is Dead
River Euphrates
Nimrod’s Son
Velouria
Crackity Jones
Something Against You
Broken Face
Isla de Encanta
Hey
Mr. Smith
Monkey Gone to Heaven
Holiday Song
I Bleed
Gouge Away
In Heaven
No. 13 Baby
Cactus
Tame
Wave of Mutilation
Where is my Mind
Debaser
Gigantic
Caribou

Here Comes Your Man
Vamos
Into the White

U-Mass
Planet of Sound

Before Winterlong, and following Bone Machine, you neglected to include In Heaven... 😉

goldberry said:You can only say something like that if you don't really know Pixies very well...

But hey, whatever, at least you're making an effort to learn them.

This reminds me of those "who's the biggest patriot" competitions we see all the time.🙄

Kenneth Ward8 said:you missed In Heaven... it goes right after Bone Machine and before Winterlong...😉

...pretty sure I made it crystal clear in plain American English that the setlist was just ripped straight from some guy in the Midwest...😉 😁

goldberry said:Only someone who barely knows Pixies could possibly say something like that...

Look, I’ll be the first to admit that I don't know them that well—I haven't exactly spent my life spinning their records, and since I'm only 17, I haven't had the chance to see what they actually bring to a stage. So, frankly, I can't speak to their live energy. That said, the only thing I found even remotely annoying was that brief lull in the set—that little gap where things just stalled. But honestly? That's such a minor gripe when everything else about the performance felt like a massive win.😁 Don't get me wrong—I actually thought the concert was brilliant.

It was pure nostalgia. And let’s be honest, nostalgia is a deceptive thing; it cleans everything up so nicely that you tend to overlook the flaws. You find yourself wearing that wide, boyish grin, jumping around and singing along... but once the lights come up and it's all over, there's this lingering bitterness left behind. Why? Who knows. 😕

To address the feedback: I agree that the sound quality was a weak point of the show, though it wasn't a dealbreaker for me. I've been to much worse, so I certainly wouldn't skip a concert just because of some muddy audio. Furthermore, while they attempted to transition between songs, the flow felt clunky at times. There was a certain stiffness to it. My impression was that the setlist could have been better structured—not necessarily in terms of which songs were picked, but the order in which they were played. Regardless, it isn't a major grievance. I want to emphasize that I am far from disappointed; in fact, I'm quite thrilled, yet the whole experience felt somewhat hollow. Something was missing. I can't quite put my finger on it. It was likely a combination of my own mood, the rain, and that heavy sense of nostalgia...

But yes—yesterday's details will certainly stick with me... and perhaps they'll become the subject of more nostalgia down the road. 🙂

grandpa the du du monkey said:Does this anyone else find themselves thinking about those silly competitions where people try to prove who is the most "All-American" person alive?🙄

Goodness gracious, I certainly never intended to be even remotely part of something like that!

Can you imagine?

Kenneth Collins8 said:...I believe I stated quite clearly in plain English that the setlist was simply lifted—copied, if you will—from some other random guy somewhere out there...😉 😁

Are you? Well, I suppose you are... apologies, I tend to ramble when I'm being hasty... 😳
Besides, my grammar hasn't been particularly sharp lately anyway. 😬

Ugh, nostalgia is a cruel mistress... I’ve decided I am officially done attending concerts for the bands I used to obsess over back in my teenage years. Now, I find myself in quite a predicament.
Technically speaking, the sound system is mediocre at best. If you have decent placement in the middle of the crowd, any halfway respectable PA system should be loud enough... As for those pampered little retirees sitting comfortably in the back with their beers, grumbling about the volume? I won't even dignify them with a comment. Noise is noise, and frankly, my ears are still ringing from the assault.

repent!
repent!

That damn fat guy.

Kenneth Ward8 said:It was pure nostalgia. And that’s the problem—nostalgia is a hell of a drug. It clouds your judgment, makes everything look better than it actually was, and before you know it, you're letting things slide that you really shouldn't.

Raise your hand if your first real obsession was centered around Gigantic. 🙂 😬

John Thomas2 said:Raise your hand if your first sexual encounter happened right around the time you heard 🙂. 😬

Should I raise my hand, or perhaps something else...? 😳 😬

John Thomas2 said:Raise your hand if your first ever live show was just listening to some band play 🙂 😬

...hahaha...😁 ...bet before that, you probably had that guy blast 😉

Does anyone know if he was selling bootlegs? Man, I really should have! After the show, all the ladies were insisting on heading home, so I didn't stick around to see if he had anything for sale...

I would have loved it, except for one thing that really ticked me off... the way the crowd was acting so wild. I felt like I had to defend myself from the judge, so I ended up hitting him. Everyone there was out of shape, and yeah, I’m out of shape too, so what. I just don't have a voice, which sucks... I can't really hold a conversation properly.

There is nothing quite like a band whose highlight of the entire show turns out to be a cover of a Neil Young song.😁

My ears are still ringing. If this doesn't subside soon, I might just have to sue my neighbors for damages.

I suppose it is fair to say they were motivated by the paycheck, though I suspect their shows have always felt somewhat similar, perhaps just lacking a bit—or a lot—of energy in the past.

p.s. A few of us from Chicago probably could have been identified by our persistent chanting before the set began. One guy in particular, harrigan, was especially easy to spot with his shouts of "Go Yankees!" and "Let's go Mets!"😲 🙂 😬

Steven Hernandez9 said:Harrigan really stood out, shouting "Texas!" and "Austin!" over and over.

😂 🤣and I thought I was the only one.

goldberry said:Good heavens, I didn't mean anything even remotely like that...

I totally get it,

Mark Twain!

Seriously? Not a single cop in sight. The only law enforcement we had was some parking attendant who spent his whole shift barking at us because we couldn't pull the van up right by the entrance.😁

By the way, does anyone happen to have an actual headcount—or even just a ballpark figure—on how many people actually showed up to the concert yesterday?

I’d estimate there were about 8,000 people there. Just a rough guess...

cody said:Anyone managed to snag a bootleg yet? Man, I'd kill for one! My wife was breathing down my neck to get home right after the show, so I didn't get a chance to check if they were selling anything.

Nah, they weren't filming this. They just recorded the UN tour dates and those 4 shows in New York City.

Silayn said:I’ve been to my fair share of shows, you know? Like, Sonic Youth played at Madison Square Garden about ten years ago, and man, they were just this beautiful, lovely wall of noise—but you could actually hear what was going on. That’s the thing about MSG; the sound setup is solid. Everything from the stage came through crystal clear, though, I gotta admit, the drums weren't exactly perfect. I'll let it slide, though.

Yeah, I’ve been to plenty of gigs too... and honestly, I don't think it always comes down to "good" versus "bad" sound. Based on how you're looking at it, it sounds like you're saying good sound can't be loud, but for me, it was just way too quiet. I couldn't even get into the groove, simple as that.