Photography by Robert Juckett
Decades and incarnations of Yankee Stadium have passed since the last time Pink Floyd’s classic album and live spectacle “The Wall” had been performed in the Bronx. Friday night saw the return of the outfield spanning wall, this time in digital form. With the explosive opening pangs of “In The Flesh?” signaling the entry of principal Pink songwriter Roger Waters, the famed facade served as an ideal background hoisting and eventually launching the doomed plane crashing at the end of the song.
From there on it was a clinic in everything a concert could do given the enormous scale and budget in conjunction with indelible source material. Now in its second year of touring, “The Wall” as presented in 2012 by a greying Waters takes on some different, more relevant visual themes without sacrificing the beautiful and visceral artwork that went along with the album’s film adaptation. “Another Brick In The Wall Pt. 2″ saw a chorus of young children take center stage for the hauntingly empowering, “We don’t need no education(…)” chorus while Waters further kept the work’s original elements in tact delegating guitarist David Gilmour’s lyrical parts to a similarly sounding vocalist.
The gorgeous sound production took full advantage of Yankee Stadium’s state of the art design as helicopter chops and echoing notes rang around in stereo all throughout the park. Waters intermingled between a solo spotlight in a black tee shirt and an S.S. style leather duster on top of a gigantic rally platform replete with the dual hammers of the protagonist’s cult. As expected the show allowed for a slew of hits including “Hey You”, “Comfortably Numb”, and “Run Like Hell” all culminating with an incendiary visual and aural presentation of “The Trial” as chants of “Tear down The Wall” rained down.
Waters stood with The Wall in ruins and a big smile on his, and on almost every attendees’, face. Generations linked together through one common thread as the man of the moment had only one thing to say;
Right back at you Mr. Waters. Now when can we get this thing to a major festival?