A few months ago, I’ve had the pleasure of attending Roger Waters’ “The Wall” in Goteborg, Sweden, at a completely packed Ullevi Stadium. I’m going to write the first part of this opinion piece while listening to the studio album; doing this will make the task of writing harder, but the consequences of the audio distraction are already causing interesting thoughts. Rather than focusing solely on the show, I will also comment a bit on the concept album behind it.
Prior to attending the concert, I’ve watched the motion picture, for the purpose of refreshing my memory, knowing that the staged show will basically be a re-enactment of the movie. After also having listened to “The Wall” several times, I went to Goteborg being completely infused with it. Since I was going to witness what might be one of the last shows performed by living members of the epic Pink Floyd, I considered it of vital importance to truly be there, in it, engulfed by it.