Beast, BarRoomQueen and I had weekend non-camping tickets. We got to the Isle of Wight on the Saturday early afternoon and decided that all we really wanted to accomplish over the rest of the day was get into the site and then spend a few hours checking out the essentials: entrances, exits, locations of bars, toilets and merchandising stands !! After doing exactly that we adjourned to the “HipShaker” tent/marquee and spent the rest of the evening having a few drinks and playing silly buggers on the dance floor and on the dodgems! On our way out we asked about three or four different ushers or security personnel what time the gates opened the following day, and everyone we spoke to confirmed it was 11:00 a.m.
We decided that we couldn’t be bothered to be at the gates for opening time at 11:00, we’d settle for around midday. What actually happened on the Sunday was remarkable luck. We were walking towards the gates a few minutes before midday when we noticed that there were queues. Sure enough, they hadn’t opened them up yet. As we approached, we noticed that there were maybe a dozen gates or so in total, with quite long lines at most of them. Just as we were about to join one particular line, one of the security guys told to go down to one of the other gates, they were going to open up in a few minutes. So within two minutes of turning up at the gates, we literally found ourselves at the head of the line on one of the gates. And within about 10 minutes the security guys got calls from within the site on their VHF radios that they could open up, so I was actually the first person through. I ran as fast as I could straight down to the stage. On my way, I couldn’t help but notice that during the night they’d obviously been busy with a bit of “construction” … there was the Rolling Stones’ catwalk and B stage !! When I got down to the main stage there were already a few people down there staking out their precious places. They had come in from the camping area actually within the festival site; that was how come they’d gotten there before me. Still, it was only a few people, and they were basically gathered in the corners where the front barrier meets the catwalk. So I was able to stake out a place for us three about 5 or 6 metres to the right of the catwalk along the front rail, which put us virtually slap bang in front of Keith’s part of the stage. The others were alongside me in about 5 minutes.
Between a few minutes after midday and perhaps 4:00 or 5:00 in the afternoon it was relatively easy to leave our places one at a time to go off and get food or water or whatever and then get back, the crowd was only about 8 or 10 people deep before it thinned out considerably. But after that the depth of the crowd down near the stage increased dramatically, and after about 6:00 in the evening we abandoned any thoughts whatsoever of leaving that crucial stretch of handrail for any reason … so we didn’t.
The slight delay in the start of the Stones’ performance - they were SUPPOSED to come on at 20:45 but actually came on about 21:10 – probably elevated what was already an eager sense of anticipation to something approaching fever pitch. From 20:45 onwards, whenever the song playing over the sound system started to fade out, everyone thought “this is it”, and then when the next song started, all you heard was an enormous collective groan of despair from the assembled masses. The “groan” seemed to get louder on each of the five or six occasions this happened, before finally … the screen lit up, the ABB video ran, and then there it was … the opening riff of Start me Up. The combined effect of that great riff and the burst of light that preceded by a second or two Keith’s arrival on stage made for a fantastic visual impact. They hit the stage running, it was a classic Stones opening, a true “grand entrance”.
Looking around at all the youngsters in our immediate vicinity in those first couple of minutes, I caught an extraordinary variety of looks upon faces. Some sported huge grins from the outset; others exhibited bemusement, followed within minutes by even wider grins … perhaps because they recognized the song, perhaps because it just took a couple of minutes to take in and absorb the spectacle of sight and sound that was unfolding in front of them, perhaps for other reasons ? I personally didn’t notice anyone at that wasn’t singing along with most if not all of the words. A few others quite frankly looked stunned. I’d have given more than a penny for their thoughts at the time. They looked like they’d just been hit by a thunderbolt. It could be argued that indeed they had !!
The sound was crisp and clean, and it sounded to me as if they took care to play a version reasonably faithful to the original. This was one of two songs that was featured on the Isle of Wight highlights Channel 4 program later that night, and I was somewhat relieved to notice that however it had sounded to me at the time is pretty much how it sounded when I watched/listened to it later. They nailed it!
No surprises with the next song. I personally dislike YGMR, but I have to say that it was a sensible set-list choice and they did it well. Again, people in the crowd immediately around us all seemed to know it and sang along with it, at least the chorus for sure.
Rough Justice worked well in terms of maintaining the pace/keeping the momentum, although it would be fair to say that it seemed to be a lesser known song, judging by the reaction of people around us. What I personally thought was a masterstroke was the next song, Love in Vain. Any possible detrimental effect caused by the dramatic change of pace was more than adequately offset by them bringing out Paulo Nutini. That guy has got oodles of stage presence, a great voice, and consequently it worked really well. People were pretty much spellbound. A lot would either have not known the song at all, but it was the fact that Paulo was up there duetting with Mick that held their attention.
The 5th song was CYHMK. I nearly lost it completely when I realized what they were doing. Possibly because I was half concentrating on the Stones and half concentrating on taking in the reactions a lot of the young folk in the crowd, I was nothing short of stunned when they started this. I remember thinking “is this a wise move boys” ? Maybe because of some really great camera work for the projection screens that complimented the sax and guitar solos, but it worked fantastically. Ronnie absolutely surpassed himself on this song. I have a vivid recollection of remarking to Beast that out of the various versions of this song that we’ve heard to date, Ronnie’s solo on this was the closest thing to that which Mick Taylor laid down all those years ago. Taylor really would’ve been proud, because Ronnie emphatically nailed this song. He shone. And the crowd recognized it for sure, because the whistles and applause from our area of FOS spoke volumes.
Then … as if I hadn’t been stunned quite enough within the first 5 songs, they steam ahead with Ain’t Too Proud to Beg. As I was having the same thought as when they started CYHMK; namely “was this wise” … Amy Winehouse appears on stage. All such thoughts were immediately banished. Another genius move. A song that would delight Stones fans, a song that would quite probably be unfamiliar to a lot of the crowd … but bring on Amy and you’ll get their attention ! Very astute indeed. I personally love this song and enjoyed it tremendously, the guitars were great on it, but it would be fair to say that Amy’s contribution to it vocally was a bit weak. I read somewhere else that it looked as if they hadn’t rehearsed it, or more specifically – SHE hadn’t. I couldn’t disagree with that.
The 7th song; and time to pick it up again. Tumbling Dice. Fantastic. They kept it going for ages, Keith went walkabout from one end of the stage to the other grinning like an idiot throughout, the riff kept repeating and repeating; and the crowd were howling the chorus and clapping and swaying in time following Mick’s lead. A perfect song to play at that point in time during the set.
The band intros were noteworthy for the absolute enormous cheer that the “Rembrandt of Rock” got. I remember wondering why Ronnie had gotten this enormous cheer, and what it was that a lot of people in the crowd would actually know him from or for, maybe for that exquisite solo in CYHMK … I don’t know. Whatever it was for, he loved it, and responded to it with all the usual Ronnie facial expressions and hysterical arm and hand gesticulations.
Keith’s set was noteworthy for one of the best renditions of Slipping Away I’ve ever heard, it must be said. By the same token, I think the limitations of his voice were a little too much in evidence on the first of his two songs; Wanna Hold You.
Miss You. This song introduced a little bit more than just a “change of pace”. This introduced something that with the exception of Stones fans there, most everyone else had no clue about, and that was the fact that a section of main stage detached itself and went for a spin down the catwalk to form a B-stage. When the section of that stage started its journey, the crowd went completely nuts. Consequently, two warhorses in succession on the B stage and on the way back to the main stage, Satisfaction and HTW … hit the spot perfectly.
Back on the main stage, Sympathy was an excellent choice for the final run down to the last song and the encore. Mick put on a long red coat with tails; the visuals on the screens are an integral part of the song and after the “surprise” of the B stage – kind of brought everybody’s focus back to the main stage. A great version, with Keith at least stretching himself a little bit more than he has been known to do on countless versions of this song that we’ve all heard within the last few years. As good a bit of guitar “weaving” between Keith and Ronnie as you’re ever going to have heard on SFU within probably the last 15 years.
To finish the set … Brown Sugar. The crowd went wild; I on other hand was amazed and in fact a little concerned about mistakes I heard in it. I can’t recall exactly where within the song they lost it, but they most certainly did lose it. Vocals and guitars went off in different directions, and it was a case of Mick giving Keith certain looks; and I couldn’t help but notice that Ronnie himself offered up a look or two in addition. Needless to say, the crowd didn’t notice a thing; they were too busy jumping up and down to one of the classic Stones warhorses.
Much to my further amazement, that was it. No surprises for their choice of encore, JJF. Another classic warhorse. Once again, the crowd went nuts, and once again I picked up on mistakes in the song. Same thing, vocals and guitars (driven by Keith it must be said) going off in different directions. But to be honest, when this happens, and I for one can recall countless occasions on which the vocals and guitars lose each other (I’m remembering in particular one of the Wembley Arena shows on the licks tour when they totally lost it on Street Fighting Man), they recover reasonably quickly and reasonably well … and it would be fair to say that we’ve all come to accept those kind of mistakes as part and parcel of Stones shows.
Before the crowd stared dispersing, we spent quite a few minutes chatting with a bunch of youngsters down at the front there, it was really interesting hearing their points of view. Here’s a couple of the more memorable comments that emerged from that conversation:
“Well f*** this then, there’s no point in going to any more rock concerts; I mean how the hell are you going to improve on that” ?
“Jagger sets the standard fronting a band, if you wanna know how it’s done … look no further”
Of the ones we spoke to, they loved it. We didn’t really get into it in any great detail, talking about the set-list etc, but all in all they expressed the view that the Stones had hugely impressed, had by and large met their expectations, and successfully lived up to this colossal reputation that they have. Perhaps more poignantly … a good few of them said that they’d love to see them again, but that ticket prices being what they were … well you can imagine the rest !!
I’ve come away from that show thinking it surpassed my own expectations. The Stones unquestionably got it right. OK, shortish set-list, but WHAT a set-list for that setting and that audience ? And although 11 hours hanging out at the rail front of stage did have us all at various stages in the day flagging a bit, no sooner than the Stones left the stage for the last time and we started reflecting on what we’d just seen and heard … we all thought as one. It had absolutely been worth every minute.
The festival site itself was great, the facilities were varied and really good, the weather more than obliged – 25 deg C and bright blue skies, and special praise must be reserved for the security company; those guys down at FOS were FANTASTIC.
The Rolling Stones at the Isle of Wight 10th June 2007 … this one will live with me for a LONG time. It was f f f f f f f f f f f f ***ing GREAT !!
The main stage from the FOS rail
Looking back ... early afternoon before it started filling up
Virgin VIP tent and Rattlesnake Inn location
Taken by one of the security guys FOS
A rock chick fuelling up before showtime ... !!
Keith's manager Jane Rose out front, about 5 minutes before showtime
ABB video running ...
Keith on Start Me UP
Same
Mick and Paulo Nutini
Mick and Amy
Miss you ... down to B stage
Elizabeth Jagger and one of Keith's daughters playing around with inflatables that the crowd were throwing around ... this was during the encore JJF
Same
Rock chick and youngsters down at FOS at the end of the show
And again
Isle of Wight ... the "aftermath"
We were there ... might as well have the T-shirt ?
Some of the "Rembrandt of Rock's" art for sale in a gallery on the Isle of Wight
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 2007-06-13 01:31 by paulywaul.