Calgary, November 14, 2014

[michelej1]

Friday night's Fleetwood Mac show proves long-lived band as good as they ever were


By Gerry Krochak, Calgary Sun First posted: Friday, November 14, 2014

http://www.calgarysun.com/2014/11/15...they-ever-were

It’s easier to go back if you never really left in the first place.

Appearing as one of the last bastions of the classic rock era, the otherworldly lineup that created one of the great records in rock-and-roll history is back and fully intact.

Unlike the last Fleetwood Mac visit to Calgary just under two years ago, the classic MK II incarnation of singer-keyboardist Christine McVie, bassist (and ex-husband John McVie), singer-guitarist Lindsey Buckingham, (ex-wife and) singer Stevie Nicks, and drummer and band namesake, Mick Fleetwood, delivered a familiar and welcome 24-song hit-heavy setlist to a delirious sold-out gathering of boomers and beyond at the Scotiabank Saddledome last night.

On a frigid early winter’s night, and from the opening strains of The Chain (which featured some outstanding fretwork courtesy of Buckingham) and You Make Loving Fun, it became abundantly clear just what kind of night would be in store.

The latter was a Christine vocal lead which received long, loud applause from the second she opened her mouth. ‘Welcome back, Christine,” Nicks smiled at the song’s conclusion. “She’s not telling us where she’s been for the past 16 years!”

It was only the front-end of what has always promised to be a timeless walk down rock-and-roll memory lane with an act as storied for its inter-band romantic dalliances as its classic material. And that’s no knock on the muse that made Fleetwood Mac relatable to, well, anyone who has ever loved or lost another human being. Yes, that would be all of us.

On a modest, but well lit and extra large stage, the incomparable Nicks took the lead for Dreams (a song she penned for that landmark ’77 album, Rumours), before Buckingham shone vocally and musically on Second Hand News.

While many long-time fans may have experienced this before, younger fans and the uninitiated had a look of disbelief while singing and swaying to Rhiannon (another Nicks trademark) and Everywhere, which again featured McVie in her full return to glory . . . heck, even better than you remembered from a band you may have been born into.

The chemistry, tension and otherworldly talent of these five individuals feeding off each other seemed uncanny in the mid-70s, and it remains unchanged nearly four decades later. Each is captivating in their own right — and for different reasons. But together, man, it is still something magical . . . indescribable, even.

While the applause that the returning McVie received was warm and sincere, and it’s clear that Nicks still thrills fans when she sweeps across the stage, it’s Buckingham that was and is the glue. He led his band of merry men and women through I Know I’m Not Wrong, the experimental title track from ‘79s Tusk, Sisters Of The Moon, Say You Love Me and, especially, Big Love.

The group collectively poured it on with Seven Wonders (another McVie vocal highlight), Landslide, Gypsy, Little Lies, Gold Dust Woman (Nicks’ tour de force during a Friday evening filled with highlights) and main set closer, Go Your Own Way.

On a night which many in attendance wished would never end, the group sent the crowd to the exits with World Turning, Silver Springs and a stunning version of Don’t Stop which had every man, woman, boy and girl singing, clapping and dancing.

Maybe Fleetwood Mac will be back again one day . . . but could it possibly be this great?​



Attendance – 13,500 (SOLD-OUT)

4 stars (out of five)

[michelej1]

[Funny to see two contradictory reviews back to back]


Fleetwood Mac's classic lineup fails to connect


By Mike Bell, Calgary Herald November 15, 2014

http://www.calgaryherald.com/enterta...140/story.html

Complete.

It means whole. It should also mean satisfying. It should mean that everything comes together to be something full, that all the parts form something greater than the pieces to create, or recreate, that larger thing that means more and is more on every level, and is, ultimately, satisfying.

Something that is complete.

So, knowing that, understanding that, it should be a pretty much a given that the reforming of the classic lineup of Fleetwood Mac — the welcoming of Christine McVie back into the fold of Mick Fleetwood, Stevie Nicks, Lindsey Buckingham and John McVie — should make things whole again, should make things better.

It should have made things more complete.

That’s an understandable thought. That’s something that anyone who walked into Friday night’s Saddledome show by the blues-rock veterans should have have held. Especially considering it was a gig with no opening act, no intermission, and that it was two-plus hours of all the hits that the act delivered in their ’70s, genre-defying heyday.

You can add that the last time Fleetwood Mac came through, sans Christine McVie, it was a pretty mediocre and mailed-in evening of those familiar Fleetwood faves, songs that didn’t need to be performed in any manner other than competently for people to walk way thinking they saw something special.

Which makes it all the more disappointing, the fact that this band, seemingly made whole with the addition of McVie, was so much less than whole, or rather, just as not whole as when she was a missing member.

Friday night’s Saddledome date in front of 13,000 fans was as disappointing as its counterpart just over a year ago. It held none of that magic of previous great Mac concerts, with or without the lady, instead merely a rehash of the past.

Honestly, the band did nothing to harness the energy of that reclaimed member, chugging effortlessly and workmanlike through songs such as opener the Chain, Dreams, Rhiannon, Everywhere, Tusk, Landslide and Never Going Back Again without even vaguely acknowledging the presence of the woman who made them whole. The sound was adequate, not great, but that was only a minor part of the night and what went on.

Just as McVie was a bit player in an evening when she should have been celebrated and, according to other reviews from this tour, has been celebrated. That came only briefly at the end of the evening, prior to the introduction of Don’t Stop, which, again, was a song that your CD player could play with more enthusiasm than those on stage. And then during the final encore, when Nicks gave a weak intro to her friend, talking about the collective will and wishes of Mac fans who mad it happen.

No, despite this review’s focus, McVie’s not necessary, but when she’s there, barely utilized, and the band plugs away as if they are complete on their own, it’s a remarkably empty affair.

And the songs, so much a part of our lives, held very little weight, with main set closer Go Your Own Way little more than an FM shell of itself. It sounded as it should have but not what it could have been.

It didn’t help that there was very little connection with the audience, period, save for Nicks talking about the Calgary Flames physical therapist who helped her out the last time through. They were, as a whole, distant, not showing the results of the fun that their current tour were meant to incite. And us not feeling it either.

And the stage show, well, there was a giant screen disinterestedly displaying images, while the band stood in place, Buckingham perhaps the only member who showed any sort of flair throughout the evening, save for a by rote Fleetwood drum solo that paled in comparison to others he’s shared with a Calgary crowd. (I hope you remember the drum suit? There was none of that. None of that charm.)

Honestly, there are those who will assume this is fed by a dislike, but it’s the opposite. Fleetwood Mac are a band that no honest human being could disregard or dismiss, except for those with a cold, dead heart. This show, with them complete in their classic Rumours form, should have been so much more than the whatever it was.

There were parts, there were moments when it was something. But that never connected, it never connected.

Parts never became whole. It never came satisfied.

It never came complete.

[michelej1]

^I mean, if this guy is missing the charm of the drum suit ... that tells me a little something about him.

Michele

[Houseonthehill]

I saw the herald review today, and I understand that performances can be somewhat subjective - however, I wonder if he was at the same show as I was.

They were simply put, AMAZING. Totally on top of their game, the acoustics were fantastic, high energy, seemed to be really enjoying themselves/very personable. The audience was really into it (thats a huge compliment for calgary audiences which are a bit tame by nature).

I thought that in 03 and 09 when I saw them last, that they were fabulous, but this was something else. I went with 5 other "I've heard rumour before" fans, and they were so thrilled and impressed. One leaned over 5 songs through and said if the concert were to end now, he would still feel like he got his moneys worth.

[olive]

Finally an Honest review .
this is true "Honestly, there are those who will assume this is fed by a dislike, but it’s the opposite. Fleetwood Mac are a band that no honest human being could disregard or dismiss, except for those with a cold, dead heart. This show, with them complete in their classic Rumours form, should have been so much more than the whatever it was."

Originally Posted by michelej1

[Funny to see two contradictory reviews back to back]


Fleetwood Mac's classic lineup fails to connect


By Mike Bell, Calgary Herald November 15, 2014

http://www.calgaryherald.com/enterta...140/story.html

Complete.

It means whole. It should also mean satisfying. It should mean that everything comes together to be something full, that all the parts form something greater than the pieces to create, or recreate, that larger thing that means more and is more on every level, and is, ultimately, satisfying.

Something that is complete.

So, knowing that, understanding that, it should be a pretty much a given that the reforming of the classic lineup of Fleetwood Mac — the welcoming of Christine McVie back into the fold of Mick Fleetwood, Stevie Nicks, Lindsey Buckingham and John McVie — should make things whole again, should make things better.

It should have made things more complete.

That’s an understandable thought. That’s something that anyone who walked into Friday night’s Saddledome show by the blues-rock veterans should have have held. Especially considering it was a gig with no opening act, no intermission, and that it was two-plus hours of all the hits that the act delivered in their ’70s, genre-defying heyday.

You can add that the last time Fleetwood Mac came through, sans Christine McVie, it was a pretty mediocre and mailed-in evening of those familiar Fleetwood faves, songs that didn’t need to be performed in any manner other than competently for people to walk way thinking they saw something special.

Which makes it all the more disappointing, the fact that this band, seemingly made whole with the addition of McVie, was so much less than whole, or rather, just as not whole as when she was a missing member.

Friday night’s Saddledome date in front of 13,000 fans was as disappointing as its counterpart just over a year ago. It held none of that magic of previous great Mac concerts, with or without the lady, instead merely a rehash of the past.

Honestly, the band did nothing to harness the energy of that reclaimed member, chugging effortlessly and workmanlike through songs such as opener the Chain, Dreams, Rhiannon, Everywhere, Tusk, Landslide and Never Going Back Again without even vaguely acknowledging the presence of the woman who made them whole. The sound was adequate, not great, but that was only a minor part of the night and what went on.

Just as McVie was a bit player in an evening when she should have been celebrated and, according to other reviews from this tour, has been celebrated. That came only briefly at the end of the evening, prior to the introduction of Don’t Stop, which, again, was a song that your CD player could play with more enthusiasm than those on stage. And then during the final encore, when Nicks gave a weak intro to her friend, talking about the collective will and wishes of Mac fans who mad it happen.

No, despite this review’s focus, McVie’s not necessary, but when she’s there, barely utilized, and the band plugs away as if they are complete on their own, it’s a remarkably empty affair.

And the songs, so much a part of our lives, held very little weight, with main set closer Go Your Own Way little more than an FM shell of itself. It sounded as it should have but not what it could have been.

It didn’t help that there was very little connection with the audience, period, save for Nicks talking about the Calgary Flames physical therapist who helped her out the last time through. They were, as a whole, distant, not showing the results of the fun that their current tour were meant to incite. And us not feeling it either.

And the stage show, well, there was a giant screen disinterestedly displaying images, while the band stood in place, Buckingham perhaps the only member who showed any sort of flair throughout the evening, save for a by rote Fleetwood drum solo that paled in comparison to others he’s shared with a Calgary crowd. (I hope you remember the drum suit? There was none of that. None of that charm.)

Honestly, there are those who will assume this is fed by a dislike, but it’s the opposite. Fleetwood Mac are a band that no honest human being could disregard or dismiss, except for those with a cold, dead heart. This show, with them complete in their classic Rumours form, should have been so much more than the whatever it was.

There were parts, there were moments when it was something. But that never connected, it never connected.

Parts never became whole. It never came satisfied.

It never came complete.

[michelej1]

Originally Posted by olive

Finally an Honest review .
this is true "Honestly, there are those who will assume this is fed by a dislike, but it’s the opposite. Fleetwood Mac are a band that no honest human being could disregard or dismiss, except for those with a cold, dead heart. This show, with them complete in their classic Rumours form, should have been so much more than the whatever it was."

But you didn't go to this show, did you? Michele

[olive]

No. because I could not go to the greatest hits tour and watch it through rose colored glasses

[jmn3]

Originally Posted by michelej1

^I mean, if this guy is missing the charm of the drum suit ... that tells me a little something about him.

Michele

Yes, this is the first time I've EVER heard someone complain that Mick doesn't utilize that god-awful vest anymore!

[jmn3]

Originally Posted by olive

Finally an Honest review .
this is true "Honestly, there are those who will assume this is fed by a dislike, but it’s the opposite. Fleetwood Mac are a band that no honest human being could disregard or dismiss, except for those with a cold, dead heart. This show, with them complete in their classic Rumours form, should have been so much more than the whatever it was."

So, this review is honest, because it's negative? I mean...reviews are subjective and are essentially one person's opinion. But, to imply that every positive newspaper review and fan review who were actually at a show(s) was dishonest or just looking at the band through rose-colored glasses, that's a pretty interesting comment to throw out there.

I've seen them here in Pittsburgh on each of the last three tours. Do I wish we had a vastly different set, some new tracks? Of course! But, to say I didn't see one hell of a concert on October 14th...THAT would be dishonest! In my opinion, they seemed more "whole" as a band than at any point since The Dance.

[michelej1]

Originally Posted by jmn3

Yes, this is the first time I've EVER heard someone complain that Mick doesn't utilize that god-awful vest anymore!

And the thing about the vest is it didn't really highlight his talent. I could play a drum vest.

Michele

[michelej1]

Originally Posted by jmn3

So, this review is honest, because it's negative? I mean...reviews are subjective and are essentially one person's opinion. But, to imply that every positive newspaper review and fan review who were actually at a show(s) was dishonest or just looking at the band through rose-colored glasses, that's a pretty interesting comment to throw out there.

I would agree, because I seriously doubt that every paid journalist who has reviewed the show has rose-coloured glasses. Longterm fans have biases, but I think the critics who are seeing several different bands a week or a month are a little different, a bit more objective.

At any rate, if someone wasn't at the Calgary show, they have no idea which of the reviews above is more accurate. To form an unequivocal opinion based on not having seen a show is the definition of wearing tinted glasses.

Michele

[Turn It On]

I like the vest...

In fact, my favourite drum solo of Mick's that I've seen is that one from Warsaw on the Time tour. "Some heavy breathing from your darling" A classic.

[michelej1]

Originally Posted by Turn It On

I like the vest...

In fact, my favourite drum solo of Mick's that I've seen is that one from Warsaw on the Time tour. "Some heavy breathing from your darling" A classic.

I liked the vest when I initially saw it, but eventually, I was very glad to see it retired.

Michele

[aleuzzi]

That second review (with several typos) was neither penetrating or incisive. It was just petty and mean. Granted the band could be more adventurous on stage and a little less predictable. But given my own experience of seeing them this time out, as well as keeping up with the YouTube clips of other shows, it's clear they DO sound energized and relevant as a band. And Christine IS necessary....idiot.

[wheart]

"It sounded as it should have but not what it could have been."

Lindsey listen up. This is profound.