Pearl Jam – Toronto 5.09.06 Review

Air Canada Centre – Toronto, ON
Opening Band: My Morning Jacket
Attendance: 20,000

Main Set: Severed Hand, World Wide Suicide, Life Wasted, Marker in the Sand, Given to Fly, Betterman, Even Flow, Unemployable, Garden, Sad, Corduroy, Present Tense, Daughter/(Blitzkrieg Bop)/(To Come*), Grievance, Not For You, Inside Job, Why Go

Encore 1: Do the Evolution, Jeremy, Come Back, Alive

Encore 2: Porch, Rockin’ In The Free World, Yellow Ledbetter

*Lenny Bruce monologue…yes, that Lenny Bruce

Back in Toronto again. I’d last seen the band live in September of last year in, that’s right, Toronto. Since then, we’ve gotten a fantastic, new album and the announcement of a tour opening up with a 2-night stand in the Air Canada Centre in–you guessed it–Toronto.

Making our way onto the arena floor, we couldn’t help but notice the Maple Leaf Stanley Cup banners hung in the rafters. As the Sabres are in the middle of a Cup run, I felt it appropriate to show proper respect to our Cup-winning neighbors to the North. I’ll have some thoughts and recap of the events in the city in my second review, but let’s get right to the first night’s show. Opener My Morning Jacket, a rock band with a wailing lead singer that looks like a hillbilly, they unsuccessfully tried to get the crowd going with a short 45-minute set, but looks like they were having fun doing so. They’re alright, but I don’t think I’ll be buying their music.

About 20 minutes after MMJ left the stage, the arena lights went dark and Master/Slave (you can hear it on Ten before Once and after Release) came over the speakers, inciting the crowd into a relatively restrained frenzy. The band came out, said hello, and a pre-recorded loop started playing the beginning of Severed Hand. After about 5 loops, the band launched into a tight but relatively low-key rendition of the song, a track off the new album. Notable about the performance was the introduction of lasers–yes, freakin’ laserbeams–accompanying the regular lighting. Very cool effect.

PJ in Toronto

That quickly segued into more new albums cuts: World Wide Suicide, Life Wasted, and Marker in the Sand. I’m not sure if it was all of the new songs or people were just tired, but the crowd seemed a bit restrained and lethargic up until after they finished Given to Fly and went into Betterman. I’m wondering how many Canadians even know the new album is out.

Anyway, as I said, once Betterman hit, the crowd really started getting into it, arms raised, voices shouting the lryics in unison as Ed sat back and listened, as has become customary during the song. Next up was an unusually early Even Flow, featuring Mike McCready’s customary extended guitar soloing, during which he ran a lap or two around the stage. By his standards, the solo was relatively laid-back, and the band seemed to follow suit, never really letting loose until Grievance and Not For You later in the show. That being said, it sounded as if they’d been playing together for months. There have been first shows of past tours that make it sound painfully obvious they’re out of practice (Missoula ’03 comes to mind). Not in Toronto; they sounded great (perhaps with the exception of Unemployable, which needs some work).

Inside JobQuite possibly the highlight of night one, the band played a McCready-penned track off the new album, Inside Job. Marking the first-ever live performance of the song, the band made it special and played with quiet intensity, no one moreso than Mike, who shredded on a double-necked guitar. The best place to be at any Pearl Jam concert is right in front of Mike, who develops a relationship with the crowd over the course of the night, always in the moment and owning it.

Other notables of the night included a reworked version of Garden and the old-school Why Go, neither having been played on tour for far too long. Come Back, off the new album, was played for the first time and made me rethink most of the crowd not having heard the new album, as everyone went nuts when they heard the first notes and worked themselves into delirious frenzy as Ed crescendoed to the closing “woo-oo-oo-oo’s” at the end of the song. Really special.

The highlight of this show, looking back, were the encores (of which Come Back was included). Hitting a high point with Porch in the 2nd encore, the band led up to it with blistering versions of Do The Evolution, Jeremy and Alive (with the now-traditional “HEY!” chant at its end). Porch is a song that got kind of lost in the shuffle the last few tours, but the band seems determined to bring it back to the forefront this tour, even giving us a glimpse of Pearl Jam’s early touring past–the days when Ed climbed scaffolding and lept into crowds from 15 feet above the mosh pits. They’re all a bit older and wiser now, but that didn’t stop Ed from climbing a speaker and whipping his mic through the air, just like the old days.

They closed, as expected, with Yellow Ledbetter and a promise to see each other tomorrow night for what promised to be another outstanding show.

Two Feet Thick notes:

This is the first night of the first leg of the tour in support of Pearl Jam. The band hits the stage at 8:50PM local time, entering the stage with “Master/Slave” playing as the intro music over the P.A. The “Daughter” tag is parts of “To Come”, a monologue by Lenny Bruce. In the middle of “Not For You” just before the “All that’s sacred…” line, Ed sings “Check up on it” twice from Beyonce’s “Check On It”(!). “Inside Job” premieres at this show, with Mike playing a double neck guitar. My Morning Jacket joined in smashing tambourines during “Rockin’ in the Free World” and two of the band members did backing vocals with Jeff and Stone. At the end of the show, all of the band members were throwing guitar/bass picks and Matt his drumsticks as usual. Stone, though, started throwing out a lot of merchandise (hats, t-shirts, etc.) into the crowd. He didnt scrunch them up, so they didn’t travel that far into the crowd. One time he tried to toss it over his head backwards and it ended up only a couple of feet behind him, amusing those up front.

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Thank You For Smoking | B+

director: Jason Reitman
starring: Aaron Eckhart, J.K. Simmons, Robert Duvall, Katie Holmes

TYFSA brilliant satire of the tobacco industry and its Washington lobbyists that loses steam in its last third. Thank You For Smoking follows big tobacco’s best and brightest lobbyist, Nick Naylor (Eckhart), as he goes about his duties sweet-talking the American public and their governmental representation into believing cigarettes aren’t so bad after all.

Of course, along the way, Naylor has a semi-crisis-of-conscience about what he’s doing and repents (sort of). Eckhart is great as Naylor, the smooth-talking lobbyist who can successfully argue for anything, whether it be convincing a kid dying of lung cancer that cigarettes are okay, or the Marlboro Man to shut up and take money instead of going public with his cancer diagnosis. Naylor always has the twinkle in his eye and disarming smile on his face that puts his target at ease.

Very good direction from a director I’ve never heard of, Jason Reitman, and a flick in a genre we don’t nearly see enough of. A good satire movie can be much more persuasive and informative than many documentaries produced these days. In the case of Thank You For Smoking, it’s a bit scary that you’re almost persuaded by Naylor’s early arguments for cigarettes, which makes the realization that they’re a deadly industry that’s killed millions that much more impacting. The movie is hilarious throughout, nowhere more than with a Hollywood superagent (Rob Lowe) wearing a kimono in his office in the middle of the night (see for yourself). Unfortunately, the movie gets into cliche-mode near the end, with Naylor coming to realizations about the work it does and the impact it has on his young son. It’s a bit too sentimental after all the biting sarcasm and wit thrown the viewer’s way in the first two-thirds of the movie. That being said, this is a movie well worth seeing, both on an entertainment level and on the “edumacate yourself” level.

Mission: Impossible III | B+

director/writer: J.J. Abrams
starring: Tom Cruise, Ving Rhames, Billy Crudup, Michele Monaghan, Laurence Fishburne, Keri Russell

MI3Exactly what the doctor ordered in terms of mindless, summer entertainment. But don’t expect much more than that, as the crew isn’t exactly reinventing the wheel here. The Mission: Impossible movie franchise has been much maligned over the years: Brian de Palma’s first movie was thought to be too confusing (just what you’d expect from the general idiot, moviegoing populace–of course, whoever comes to my site is excluded from that generalization), and John Woo’s sequel was actually a music video highlighting Tom Cruise’s ability to fly through the air in slow motion while firing multiple guns. I loved the first flick and think it’s the standard by which all future M:I movies should be judged. It has the team aspect that made the original TV series what it was, along with some great suspense and mystery. Alas, Mission: Impossible III is somewhere in between I (A-) and II (D+).

The team aspect is certainly back, including the return of Ving Rhames’ Lester Stickel character, who was relegated to flying around in a helicopter for about 5 minutes of the second movie. But, in the end, it’s The Tom Cruise Show, as he repeatedly defies death in the course of outrageous stunts all by himself. Of course, there’s the sterotypical “guy in the van with computer” who can hack into any system in a matter of 30 seconds, backing him up.

All of the action sequences are top notch and have some stuff you’ve never really seen before, which is hard to do these days. The acting is alright, but the characters are all secondary to the explosions, which is where M:I3 doesn’t hold up well to the original. All of the dialogue and conversations between characters feels simply like a means to kill time until the next big gun battle or explosion. Fortunately, the gun battles and explosions are so good that you won’t really mind.

J.J. Abrams’ direction (of TV’s Felicity, Alias, Lost) is pretty damn good for his first time out in film, and the plot he came up with is pretty decent as well. That being said, his penchant for touchy-feely relationship moments (the downfall of Alias) is on full display here, giving Cruise’s Ethan Hunt a serious romantic relationship for the first time. It gives the viewer opportunity for a bit more emotional investment in the story, but in the end, it’s wholly unnecessary. It just gets in the way of the explosions. And that’s the reason to see M:I 3–along with the outrageous stunts, gunfights, and nasally-implanted time bombs. Worth seeing on the big screen if you’ve got two hours to kill and don’t feel like thinking.

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Here we go again. The discovery of another hatch. Howeva, we get right down this new hatch within minutes of its discovery. What a concept!

Tonight’s episode focused on the cryptic “?” diagrammed in the middle of the door mural down in the hatch; the hub to each of the other stations on the island. But before I get to that, let’s address the fact that Eko (and Locke, partly) were led there by dreams/visions. They’re not the first to be influenced by visions on the island. Jack’s father led him to the caves and water; Kate (and Sawyer) saw her “guardian angel/horse;” Shannon saw Walt; Locke saw Boone dead; Charlie saw a religious painting inhabited by fellow castaways; etc. Eko’s dream about Ana Lucia seemed to coincide with her passing, so are we to conclude that it’s Ana Lucia’s spiritual self that’s worked its way into Eko’s consciousness–or is this the island at work? The flashes of the past Eko sees in his dream fall into the rhythm of the sounds of the hatch counter resetting, and show scenes from his prior flashbacks and experiences on the island.

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2 down, 2 to go

BuffaloOttawa
Buffalo 2, Ottawa 1
Sabres lead series 2-0

I keep having to rub my eyes after looking at that, not quite believing it could be true. I have no idea how the Sabres are up two games to none but dammit, I’m enjoying the hell out of watching them play. G Ryan Miller was on top of his game, and finally had some help from the underrated Sabres defense, including another save assist by Henrik Tallinder, or maybe it was just a “ball save” by Miller. (I’ll leave interpretations of that up to the reader.) Ottawa looked like they were on the power play despite being 5-on-5 for large stretches of the 3rd period but every time it looked like a Senator was going to find the back of the net, at the last possible second, a Sabre would come out of nowhere and flick the puck away or muscle their way in and disrupt the play. While it was exhilarating to see Buffalo hang onto that 1-goal lead as time ticked inexorably off the clock, I think I’m primed to have a heart attack at some point during the playoffs if they keep this up.

Ryan Miller

I’ll be in Toronto Wednesday night to see Pearl Jam, but I’ll be sure to give all the Canadians in attendance hell. Back on Thursday for Game 4. I’ll leave you with this link to some postgame reaction from some hockey fans both belaguered and elated. It’s great to be a Sabre fan right now.

Top Ten Reasons To Have Teh Interweb

Pearl Jam made a great Letterman appearance last night, playing Life Wasted from the new album, blowing the proverbial “roof off the dump,” as Dave likes to say. They topped their rocking performance by following it up with a short, 10-song set after the show for the studio audience, which was simultaneously webcast on the Late Show’s website. I’m not sure anything like that’s ever been done on the show before, and probably never will again.

Setlist: World Wide Suicide, Comatose, Severed Hand, Marker In The Sand, Gone, Unemployable, Present Tense, Do The Evolution, Why Go, Porch

Lots of new stuff, as you can see. It all sounded great and only fuels my excitement further for next Tuesday. You can view the entire performance at the website here.

680 Topics for the Road

Alright, that episode is gonna take me 8 years to write about and this could end up being the longest post in history if I try to dissect every little thing during last night’s telecast (and not just the episode itself). I’ll have to prioritize here. I’ll deal with the big event outside the actual show that we saw last night: a commercial for the enigmatic Hanso Foundation, which aired right before the last segment of the show. I’m lucky I even caught it while fast forwarding, but I did, and it not only provides a phone number to call (1-877-HANSORG), but also links you to their updated website (it had been down for the last couple of months, obviously for renovations): The Hanso Foundation Website.

Hanso Site

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