{"id":2880,"date":"2013-03-23T12:29:34","date_gmt":"2013-03-23T10:29:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/passioncolorseverything.com\/blog\/?p=2880"},"modified":"2017-06-22T12:55:22","modified_gmt":"2017-06-22T10:55:22","slug":"dress-rehearsal-anniversary-balloons-and-a-read-feather-boa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/passioncolorseverything.com\/blog\/?p=2880","title":{"rendered":"Dress rehearsal, anniversary balloons and a red feather boa"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Poets of the Fall &#8211; Kosmonaut, St. Petersbug; March 22nd, 2013<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>How does one write coherently after three gigs in three days with too little sleep and much traveling in-between. How to tell apart all the little things that happened, how to sort through this huge flood of memories?<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll have to start at the beginning I guess. My original plan had been to go home after the Viking Grace gig and fly to St. Petersburg on Thursday, but since traveling from D\u00fcsseldorf had been difficult, I chose to stay in Finland \u2013 thanks to my very awesome friends A. and I. + M. I had a free and very comfortable bed for all those nights. &lt;3<\/p>\n<p>So I was gonna go to St. Petersburg by train for the first time. It left from Helsinki at 9:00 a.m. I do admit I had been hoping to meet the Poets there, because it was the same train they had taken the previous year. No such luck though, they had already traveled the previous night. I much enjoyed the ride though. It was fast and comfortable with nice views of the snowy landscape outside. Upon arrival I took the subway to the Moscow train station where my Russian friends picked me up and helped me leaving my luggage at the station. Thank you for always taking such great care of me. &lt;3<\/p>\n<p>We arrived at the venue around 4 p.m. and there were some people already waiting. Luckily we had a roof over our heads and it wasn\u2019t windy, but cold nonetheless. More and more came along. The street team arrived carrying 10<sup>th<\/sup> Anniversary balloon \u2013 the looked beautiful. I can\u2019t remember when they opened the doors, but my toes were so cold I could not feel them anymore. It was all a big rush inside, then up several stairs. Running when you can\u2019t feel your toes is really weird. On the final stair they stopped us and checked our bas, then more running inside. My friends were in a little before me and had found a spot on the far left of the stage. Fine with me, front row is front row and standing on Ollie\u2019s side is always great. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>While we waited for the show to start I was slowly thawing and finally was sure my feet were still intact. I looked around and everyone in the first few rows had balloons. They were gas filled and flowed up nicely. I tied mine to the railing for a while and put up my Prowlers banner. We chatted, happy to have made it.<\/p>\n<p>Compared to the wait outside it didn\u2019t take long for the show to start. As the intro started, hands and balloons went up in the air and the noise level was deafening. People screamed a loud welcome to each one of the guys as they entered the stage. From where I stood on the far left, I didn\u2019t see much of Captain, but it was a good spot to view the others. Also I could get a good overview of the audience for a change. All those flying balloons looked beautiful.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Delicious\u2019 followed by \u2018Locking up the sun\u2019 and \u2018Kamikaze Love\u2019 worked well at starting the show in high gear. Not that this audience needed any prompting. \ud83d\ude00 Marko had a red feather boa that must have been a gift, because I heard him say \u201cHow did you know I would love this?\u201d It went well with the black and white outfit and lost a lot of feathers during the course of the evening. Of course these were gathered and blown towards the audience.<\/p>\n<p>Between the stage and the railing to front row there were two or three large pipes, probably to keep everything in place. I fully expected Marko to try walking across them, but he did not, only stepped on them with one foot. At timed to lean out and reach people\u2019s hands. As usual with a big stage there was lots of movement going on.<\/p>\n<p>Each song was greeted happily and appropriately with people listening intently to \u2018Jeremiah Peacekeeper\u2019, singing along to \u2019Cradled in Love\u2019 or rocking out to \u2018Don\u2019t mess with me\u2019. This was clearly the dress rehearsal for the filming of the DVD in Moscow the following day as the guys had changed a few little things since the last show. Unfortunately the details escape me now, but there were a few times when I though. \u201cYeah, that\u2019s gonna look good on the DVD\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>The whole show was amazing and energetic. Some songs into it we were asked to let go of the balloons and they all floated up to the ceiling. It looked beautiful. Of course it was over too soon and when the solos of \u2018Lift\u2019 rang out I was prepared to leave, happy there would be another show the following day. But wait, what was this? Those notes sounded nothing like \u2018Lift\u2019 and why is Marko back on stage? The answer came immediately \u201cI told you I\u2019m a Psycho\u201d he screamed and they played part of \u2018The Happy Song\u2019 with us yelling \u201cPsycho! Psycho!\u201d back at them. The lines were soon changed to \u201cWe told you that we love you!\u201d and we yelled back \u201cLove you! Love you! Totally awesome!<\/p>\n<p>After that it was over, but we still waited around. Ollie, Jani and Captain came out to sign stuff if I remember correctly. They told us there wasn\u2019t much time. Marko walked on stage and waved one last time, but didn\u2019t sign any autographs. I said a quick hello to them, joked with Ollie that the show was \u201can eight\u201d, coming back to the grading I gave them last fall, thanked them and they were gone.<\/p>\n<p>We left, had food at the train station and headed on to Moscow, this time on a different train than the guys.<\/p>\n<p>Poets of the Fall 10<sup>th<\/sup> anniversary tour \u2013 3 gigs down, so far 7 to go. Next stop: Moscow.<\/p>\n<div>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Setlist<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Delicious<br \/>\nLockig up the sun<br \/>\nKamikaze Love<br \/>\nJeremiah Peacekeeper<br \/>\nGiven and denied<br \/>\nDon\u2019t mess with me<br \/>\nTemple of Thought<br \/>\nEverything fades<br \/>\nCradled in Love<br \/>\nStay<br \/>\nRunning out of time<br \/>\nIllusion &amp; Dream<br \/>\nDiamonds for tears<br \/>\nLate Godbye<\/p>\n<p><em>Encore<\/em><br \/>\nSleep<br \/>\nDreaming wide awake<br \/>\nCarnival of Rust<br \/>\nLift<br \/>\nThe Happy \u00a0Song<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poets of the Fall &#8211; Kosmonaut, St. Petersbug; March 22nd, 2013 How does one write coherently after three gigs in three days with too little sleep and much traveling in-between. 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