The Cure

M and I went to HK on Monday night and saw the Cure. I am a fan of the Cure, but by no means a die-hard. I was disappointed to learn that I know even less songs that I thought I did. I also realized that, like most bands, The Cure essentially sing the same song over and over again. The nuance with The Cure is that song drones on for about 10 minutes before any vocals get chimed in. Speaking of vocals, Robert Smith is the only vocalist. There isn't even a microphone wired up to the other band members. Robert has seen better days of his svelte (but never quite heroin chic) figure. Luckily he wears black and it is slimming. He dresses like all of my alternative friends did in junior high but never grew out of it, I guess.

Robert doesn't work the crowd (a sleek contrast to will.i.am's "HOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG KKOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG"). He could have been in Pittsburgh for all he cared. There was also a notable absence of any keyboard or keyboardist. I suppose the reverb on the guitars were on hyper over drive.

The audience was pleasantly benign and the over 40 crowd dancing wildly to songs that my old friend Pete Williams would deem to be completely undanceable.

Robert's voice was his salvation as he still sounds exactly like his [then] records.

I think M was nonplussed, just as I had predicted.