Speaking of musical nostalgia, I went to a concert last night, and boy did I get my shot of 80's flashback.....
When I got there I burst out laughing. Here's why:
Marshall wall comprised of 52 heads on 18 cabs! (probably 8 or 10 were actually working... LMAO), gold chains, spandex, open shirt on hairy chest, it was all there. Hilarious.
The guy's name is Yngwie Malsteem, mostly popular among metal lovers, with an interesting and unique neo-classical approach to his guitar work.
He can play a mean blues too (as demonstrated here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4l1Jk3ZCb4 ) , but unfortunately doesn't play enough of it, to my liking.
Overall disappointed because these guys don't seem to understand that SOME of us in the audience are actually coming to "hear" some guitar playing.... which the power overkill rendered quasi impossible.
They had enough power for an outdoor venue and a crowd of 15000, and this nice little 1200 seats theater was completely overloaded.
Unless you plugged your ears with your fingers (as I did the whole time) it was mostly impossible to discern who was doing what, and 75% of his notes were inaudible, drowned in a big, borderline painful, explosion of kilowatts.
It was a fun flashback to the 80's hard rock bands I grew up with though, and I did manage to enjoy his killer version of Red House (maybe the biggest part of my decision to go see him) and bailed out after that with a smile on my face.