Colour Colour – DREAM TOUR
In this Dream Tour segment, the pop rock band, Colour Colour, let you know who they would like on their ultimate tour lineup.
In this Dream Tour segment, the pop rock band, Colour Colour, let you know who they would like on their ultimate tour lineup. You can check out the feature, after the break.
Dream Tour line-up is as follows…
Harry Nilsson & John Lennon
St Vincent
Led Zeppelin
Father John Misty
Queens Of The Stone Age
We want to hit things pretty hard if we’re doing this dream tour thing, so let’s get wild.
Here is my DREAM experience, it’s more in the style of a show, but a show that could happy continue forever and tour the world 1000 times over.
Here we go…
Harry and John want to kick things off early so that they can start drinking Brandy Alexanders, I know this is a controversial choice but if they go on too late the show may finish before it starts.
They start with the most unholy of rackets and one of my favourite covers of theirs, “Subterranean Home Sick Blues” (from Pussy Cats (an album that John Produced for Harry in the mid 70s)) working through a catalogue of material that is impossible to top, but hold on a minute… out of nowhere….
Father John Misty saunters on to the stage, again he insists on getting on early so that he can join John and Harry for cocktails and perhaps something a little stronger. His classic songwriting style and darkly comical lyrics resonate with everyone in the auditorium. Tears of laughter, then just tears. The reality suddenly sinking in and we’re on a narrowboat swimming through the confusion of what it is to be alive in 2017 and FJM is our captain, and FJM is high as fuck on acid.
We come out of the most incredible performance of “Pure Comedy” changed, altered, awoken.
Before we know what’s hit us we are being pummelled by John Bonham, Jimmy Page and John Paul Jones. “Good Times, Bad Times” opens the Led Zeppelin set and we are catapulted into the most overwhelming, spine-tinglingly good high one could imagine. Power, sex, peace, and love, a sound that draws adolescence from the no longer adolescent, a nostalgia so furious it buckles your legs. Half way through the set we enjoy a little acoustic respite in the way of “The Rain Song” only to be walloped again and again by the hammer of the gods as they close on “Immigrant Song”.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire…
There is only one band that can follow (no band can follow under normal circumstances, but these guys are already cracked up on amphetamines and MDMA which perhaps gives them a fighting chance). A swift change over of 15 seconds and we are in…. “Go With The Flow” blasts through the speakers, feeling louder, faster and more boisterous than ever before. “Smooth Sailing” starts and we twist, we turn, we groove, we gurn (of course we’ve indulged, what sane boy wouldn’t?!) being pulled towards a climax of face melting solo and sexualised riffage.
To finish our show on the first night of the tour we let QOTSA dissolve off stage and we join FJM, John Lennon, Harry Nilsson and the boys of Led Zeppelin to enjoy something remarkably different.
St Vincent.
Annie Clark walks out on stage, alone and starts “Cheerleader”. She doesn’t want to be a cheerleader no more, and by sweet Jesus God, she most definitely isn’t one anymore. Some may say a controversial choice to host the final spot on this ridiculous lineup, but trust us here… she’s going to touch you in ways no other band can and I don’t mean just like Uncle Jack use to.
Kicking into “Rattlesnake” just as we’re all coming up together. Wide eyes, bushy beards, hungry for something we’ve never heard before, and we’ve just been served rattlesnake.
And there you have it.
Our Dream Tour.
We would obviously just open each night so that we could get started making the Brandy Alexanders for Nilsson and Lennon, happy just to be there.