Tricky, from other perspective
by zuza_her_mother on July 6, 2010
in students
So I went to his concert. I wasn’t a great fan, knew only a few songs, but my friend was rather a psycho-fan. That’s how we landed 2 meters away from the scene, occupying the metal barriers, waiting for the concert to begin for 40 minutes. ‘HE BETTER MAKES THAT CONCERT GOOD,’ I was thinking back then. My biggest dream wasn’t exactly missing other concerts just to see some guy singing one song which I happen to like. ‘HE BETTER PLAYS THAT SONG’, again, I thought.
And, may I quote, ‘the king of trip-hop came’. I never understood the title or ethymology of the genre, but during the concert I found out that it is possible to hop after a trip. I must say that the 1,5 hour was, for me and probably for the whole audience, a psychodelic experience. Like everyone had taken the same drug that put them in a special kind of trance. I guess the drug must have been the music, because after one song I was hypnotized. ‘I really am watching a king’, a short thought slipped through my mind to soon be gone.
Again, may I quote, ‘he can make good use of musicians’. I found that completely true, but I would rather say he can make good use of people. He was a king in the other sense of the world – when he spoke, there was no way of refusing. He left the stage to come into the audience and suddenly dozens of hands were there to catch the littlest touch of his body. He rose a hand – no sound was made. He said ‘Get on the stage’, and (to the bodyguard’s grief) 50 fans showed up on the stage and started an anarchy controlled by their only tricky master.
All in all. He played the long-awaited by me (and also my psycho-fanish friend) Black Steel in the middle, which kept me excited for the rest of the show (curious fact – actually, I heard this song for the first time in gv). No, Tricky cannot sing. But the concert was good. I only can help but wonder what a person – which he undeniably is in the first place, before being a star – can think, seeing a crowd of thousands of people worshipping you. Because, in the so-called ‘Tent stage’, separated from the outside world, the audience wasn’t doing anything else but worshipping him.