Hysteria, fainting, extravagant hairstyles, crazy. All this came together in one place: Mapocho Station. The culprits were none other than Brian Molko and company, who demonstrated their ability to mobilize the masses, which once packed the train station even to get on the old iron pillar in order to witness one of the best concerts that on record in recent times.
The wait was long and agonizing, the 9 thousand people jostled one another, sweating, begging for water, Placebo calling out soon, finally fulfill his dream of seeing them in Chile. At 22 hours the lights of the stage, the screams and camera flashes multiply. Suddenly starts to sound the heartbeat of Taste in Men and members begin to march one by one guest musicians, drummer Steve Hewitt, the ovation and declarations of eternal love Brian Molko takes them, which he premiered a new look with a shaved head, greets respectable with a bow and grab your guitar starts to vomit notes that make it all becomes a frenzy, with dozens of fainting in the middle. The departure of bassist Stefan Olsdal completes the scene of this pseudo-war movie, where people drop dead just hear the voice of Molko and the music of Placebo, making the media sector in a makeshift hospital tent.
The atmosphere is fierce and mesmerizing, everyone cheers and are carried away by the sound of The Bitter End, Protege Moi intimacy that recreates the feeling made melody in Need Special. It seemed that these songs were part of his life since childhood, never heard anything that was not Without You Im Nothing or This Picture. The simplicity of the stage contrasted with the strength and charisma that printed Molko and eroticism and sensuality posts by Olsdal.
The show was the living manifestation of fanaticism that Chile professes to the band, where every issue, every sentence spoken by the musicians was answered by cheers, tears and screams torn. The sound performance was worthy of a rock-star, Stefan Olsdal dancing like a true odalisque and stripping off his clothes. For his part Brian Molko is up to the speakers, approached the public to whisper their tunes, beating his guitar into the air and amplifiers, even to total ecstasy to sing lying on the floor, like a child in the womb. He even took the time to thank the audience in English, also adding a couple of idioms irreproducible.
The battery of successes continued without respite: Slave to the Wage, a very slow 36 Degrees, Pure Morning. The hits succeeded each other, nobody seemed Placebo fill and rested not in its intention to make this one of those unforgettable concerts that will become legend and which will be discussed for a long time.
After playing Nancy Boy, when the clock struck 23:30 pm on the dot, Olsdal, Molko and Hewitt are dismissed from the public, low cries and screams of people who wanted more and more without fear of overdose, indeed one wanting to be victims. Hoarse voices and tears hoping that everything would continue until the light on bad music and a packed told otherwise.
But that did not matter, many wanted to be victims of addiction that is Placebo, not wanted to wake from that dream hour and a half which included all the emotions present in humans, love, hate, sadness, desire to send the shit to others, all blended into a single British trio. That's why many will repeat the dose on Saturday in their second and last performance in Chile, and do not blame them, I would have done it, because there is no possible rehabilitation that can fight against this drug so seductive called Placebo English .
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