This was the concert my wife and I have been clamoring for since we first saw Alanis in concert for her Feast On Scraps tour. The Michigan Theater, a small 1700 seat theater, gave the most wonderfully intimate atmosphere possible for the concert. After seeing Alanis in huge stadiums, we longed for this kind of event. Not to mention, we were in the sixth row.
The opening act, Alexi Murdoch was outstanding, as well as extremely humble. When he walked on stage, I thought he was a sound-guy, or a roadie. He proceeded to setup his equipment, plug in, and begin his melodies. He thanked the crowd over and over again for ‘listening’. “Usually there is allot of chatter”. He was very good, and fit well with Alanis, along with providing some contrast.
We really enjoyed Alanis’ performance, although it seemed very rushed. She banged through each song without hesitation. She didn’t stop, other than to take a drink of water (and the obligitory pre-encore breaks). This gave us more music, but hurts some of the intimacy. Also, she was visible tired, you could see it on her face. She was exhausted, and it affected her performance. One look at her tour schedule tells the story. A new show nearly every night, in a new city. When there is a gap between shows, it appears that it’s only because the bus can’t go fast enough.
The concert was amazing. I’d do it again if I could. She put on a great show performance as always, even in her sleep. This is how she should always perform; in small intimate theaters where her true fans can enjoy it. The only damper on the night happened afterwards.
My wife and I waited by the backstage door (first time we’ve ever done that) for her to exit. When we got there, about 10 other people were also waiting. We waited for over hour with the other fans, obeying the strict orders of the security guards to stay behind a certain point. Then, a group of teenagers and their mother walked up and stood in front of our group. The security guard attempted to move them back, but they complained, and the guard drew a “new” line. They were in front of us now. Many complained, but the maturity level of the “mom” in question was dwarfed by the surrounding young people. About 10 minutes later, Alanis came out and none of us who were waiting the hour got to see her.
That brings me to another question. How do you get to go backstage? Just before Alanis came on stage, about 12 people came out of the door, sat down (not all near the front). They were backstage. How do you get to go backstage? I know how it works at rock concerts, and it usually involves having your wife dress un-motherly, but what about at an Alanis concert? Curious.