True confession: I only watched like four Yes songs at the Uptown tonight…
By my count that was three too many.
But don’t mind me, the crowd may have been long in the tooth, but it was by all means very receptive. So what does it really matter that my answer to Yes was no?
This isn’t a review of the show so much as an abstract observational overview of the scene. Hipsters of a certain stripe – like KC Confidential arts writers
smartman
Sad that these mega groups from the 70’s and 80’s didn’t bank enough money for old age. It’s one thing to still be burning up sheds and arenas in your 60’s but playing gigs at places like the Uptown, no disrespect, for these guys would be like Bill Clinton running for Mayor in Blue Springs to pay the bills. The groupie action is all aging cougars and grandmas, so while a gummer might be better than a hummer, the whole vibe had a Spinal Tap feel. It’s great for the fans and props to the Uptown for booking the show but for both fans and artists the atmosphere has a surreal, fatalistic, carnival freak show tent feel. At a minimum it’s a cold slap in the face that our youth is lost and try as we might to avoid taxes death is right around the corner.
DLC
The lead singer is Canadian, not French. Chris Squire is the bassist, not guitarist. And I’m fairly sure that no one in the audience could have been accurately characterized by the term “hipster,” even remotely.
jojo
smartman…you are right. Death is right around
the corner. FOR YOU. NOT ME.
smartman
Jojo, we all gotta go sometime, even you.
newbaum turk
Yes is the worst band of all-time. I would rather listen to rap. And I hate rap. The singer’s voice makes me want to put ice picks in my ears
Dexter Morgan
“The singer
Media Observer
I wouldn’t throw out the baby with the bathwater regarding music artists playing live again several generations later. There are painful examples and wonderful ones.
Visions of K.C. and the Sunshine Band all breathlessly trying to relive their past glory are images I’d love to purge from my brain. However, one of the best large-venue concerts I’ve seen is Pink Floyd (sans Roger Waters) and I never once during that show felt the band was past prime or the show was campy. And who wouldn