Entertainment For Lively Minds
My night with Yes
I know that this tour has been covered already - complete with Venn Diagrams - but this was my first time to see Yes live, and since buying the tickets – Waterfront Hall, Belfast, Row 3 – my expectations had initially been raised by the general upswing in all things Prog, and then dampened by the thought that they had become effectively their own tribute band.
‘Siberian Khatru’ was the opening song and initially I feared the worst. I had expected lasers, swirling capes and dry ice – but of these there were none. What soon became apparent however was the ability of these players. Guitar, bass, keyboards and voice all used as lead instruments in the context of some staggering ensemble pieces. Aside from Steve Howe’s Persian rug, no stage props were required.
Visually the band had clearly run amok in the dressing up box. Benoit had come dressed for a Hobbit wedding; Oliver Wakeman in one of Joan Collins' old jackets complete with gold brocade and padded shoulders; and Chris Squire in an green blouse made of parachute silk, and a pair of black ski pants. The ski pants were more than a little disconcerting as, sitting directly in front of him, we were able to tell that the man dresses to the left and indeed may possibly have been baptised after the Jewish manner.
And if someone doesn’t sign Steve Howe up as the wizardly music master in the next Harry Potter movie they’re missing a trick. Indeed witchcraft is the only possible explanation for his guitar technique, particularly as demonstrated during his acoustic solo spot.
Strangely, the flattest song of the night was their biggest hit, ‘Owner of A Lonely Heart’. Although you can never go too far wrong with a cowbell, there was a sense that it had to be played, although everyone on the stage and in the room would have preferred a saunter through ‘The Revealing Science of God’.
So, Prog at its best, free of any distracting props and sideshows, and simply presented as a dazzling display of musicianship. For two hours, it was like punk never happened. The only thing I would change … ? Well, it would have been nice if Chris Squire had worn a cup.
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As ever a marvellous review...
Two things...
(1) I wish you'd left out the stuff about Chris Squire's tackle.
(2) Skeletor is indeed an exceptional guitar player. I met him once at my school because he came to see his son Dylan play in a school band. Some friends of mine and I brought Yes albums with us for him to sign and he seemed astonished that 14 year olds would have copies of 'Close To The Edge'. He was genuinely pleased. I then asked him how he was getting on in his new band Asia (this being 1983 or 1984) and his mood darkened somewhat- "Bunch of cunts" was his unforgettable reply.
So true
This review is a brilliant summary - I must have been a few seats to your right and I can agree that the "sight" of Mr Squire was quite distressing.
Alan White seemed a bit disturbed that a lot of the crowd wouldn't stand up, but I reckon people were afraid of being hit by the free flying Squire tackle.
I have seen Yes 3 times before, with various combos all of which include the original 3 who were there last night. I admired their brave choice of set list.
I was pretty disappointed at the lack of the chance for Oliver Wakeman to shine in the show. Having got a Wakeman on board, only 5 of the 13 songs played featured his dad originally and so he was left to cover a lot of the more simplistic Tony Kaye keyboard parts.
On the way back to the car, we walked past the dressing room windows and Alan White was looking out - I waved in and got a wave back - from the hands that played the drums on Imagine. Instant Karma and All Things Must Pass as well as all the Yes stuff.
Have a 'thank you' arrow
and I'll catch up with you at Nevermind the Business, if not at some gig before ... :-)