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Mercedes-Benz
Arena
Queen and Adam Lambert in Berlin -
Nostalgia Bash with no Layer of
Rust
By Ralf Kühling
(Picture)
Guitarist Brian May
and singer Adam Lambert stand on the stage of the Mercedes Benz Arena at the initial
concert of Queen and Adam Lambert’s European tour. Photo: picture alliance/dpa
With
old recordings, Freddie Mercury was brought to life twice on Friday evening in
the Mercedes-Benz Arena.
High
up, from the large video screen under the ceiling, he laughed, he joked. and
could be perfectly satisfied with the way his old band-mates Brian May and
Roger Taylor, their accompanying musicians and singer Adam Lambert were
managing his legacy down here.
Lambert
pointed out early on the show that Freddie is actually
"irreplaceable." But it is precisely this burden of making the
impossible possible that the American has been carrying on his shoulders for
ten years now. And in doing so he has established himself as a discrete entertainer
who knows exactly how to interpret the Queen songs and how to animate the fans.
And they, as it also seemed on Friday, see him anything but a stopgap solution.
As
for May, 74, and Taylor, 72, the joy in playing could be seen in their eyes.
They weren't here to top up their pension plans. They were hot. Consequently, Queen
anthems such as "Another One Bites the Dust", "Crazy Little
Things [sic] Called Love" and "Love Of My Life" (May: "For
Freddie!") all sounded very fresh, never once as if from yesteryear. And, with
impressive, but never overlong solos, May liked to keep on demonstrating why he
and his guitar have created a sound for eternity.
Queen
is also always about optics, and so they were on Friday. A massive load of
videos rained down on the audience, whisking them off into space and other
beautiful worlds. It was never cheap sensory overload, no: it was of artistic
value.
But Queen is rock and roll too. And why, then, did even
the interior floor area have to be seated? We weren't at the opera here, after
all. And for Brian May, who, with his guitar, liked to sprint repeatedly to the
front edge of the catwalk, it should become very heart-warming if surging
masses of fans receive him there. He will know why chairs are the solution.
The
sound in the hall could have been a tad louder for rock fans, but that's a
matter of taste, of course. And when the fans sing along themselves, as they
did so often this evening, the problem is eradicated anyway. Of course, there
was also a singalong to "We Are The Champions", which was obviously the
final song.
Champions – that was Queen this evening. With a
nostalgia bash where the songs haven’t developed a trace of rust. The show must
go on - and were that so for years to come, it would certainly be no mistake.

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