Aug. 9th, 2004 - Toronto, Canada (Molson Amphitheatre)
Curiosa Keeps Cure Fans Happy
Wednesday August 11, 2004 @ 12:30 PM
By: ChartAttack.com Staff
Molson Amphitheatre
Toronto, Ontario
August 9, 2004
by Brian Wong
Although billed as a festival, Robert Smith and Co.’s summer outing turned out to be more of a Cure show with lots of opening acts.
The festival requirements were all there though — two stages, hoards of people walking on the grounds, washroom line-ups, blankets and expensive, non-delicious food.
While festivals are a somewhat inconvenient place to see a show, Curiosa was particularly ridiculous because the second stage was placed in the kids tent portion of Ontario Place. Not only were fans not permitted to bring their overpriced beer to the second stage, but the rush of people had to be funneled through the guarded entrance to the tent — which took longer than the 10 minutes allotted between acts. Unless you sprinted to the second stage after catching Mogwai on the main stage, you would likely miss the first 10 minutes of The Cooper Temple Clause. That’s a lot of time considering most acts were given only 30 minutes on stage.
New York disco-punks The Rapture were the highlight of the late afternoon. It was difficult for the band to get all the skinny hipsters and full-black-clad, gloomy Cure fans on their feet, but their cowbell-manic, pulsing electronics set — and grand saxophone presence — got the kids shouting along to "Sister Saviour," while a smitten female fan near me asked, "Do you have to be cute to be in this band?"
Over at the tent, the boys fell in love with Melissa Auf Der Maur and her surnamed metal band who delved into bone-shattering riffs on "Real, A Lie." Auf Der Maur’s set was surprisingly strong as she proclaimed her pride at being the only Canadian content at "the most romantic festival." Many fled by the time she closed with "Followed The Waves" (no one wanted to miss any of Interpol’s 40-minute set), but the Montrealer stuck around for more than an hour to meet her love struck fans.
Both Interpol and Muse delivered exceptional performances. Always dapperly dressed in dress shirts and ties, Interpol played new tracks from Antics and hits from Turn On The Bright Lights, while turning on simple, primary-coloured lights during "Obstacle 1," "NY" and "PDA." Paul Banks’ angular vocals were frighteningly dictator-ish, a fine contrast to Muse’s Matthew Bellamy who delivered his urgent falsettos during a huge-sounding performance worthy of the main stage. You couldn’t help but think though, that it would’ve all sounded more dramatic in a darkened club rather than in this theme park setting.
By night, our aging headliners had taken the stage — the slightly paunchy Robert Smith staring into the audience behind raccoon eyes as he opened with "Lost" from the band’s latest disc.
The stage was decorated by several arcs of lighting that sometimes beamed blinding lights into the crowd and sometimes sparkled like diamonds in the sky. This faux starry night was perfect for some of The Cure’s classic, romantic-pop nuggets like "In Between Days," "Pictures Of You," "Just Like Heaven" and the new gothic slow dance, "Anniversary," from their new album.
By the second half of the set, the crowd’s enthusiasm had quietly dimmed. The less hardcore Cure fans sat down for new songs "Before Three," "Alt.End" and "The Promise," and older tunes like Wish’s "From The Edge Of The Deep Green Sea" and the disco-doom of Pornography’s "One Hundred Years."
The trick to playing a festival is appeasing the general audience. However, those hoping to hear "Friday I’m In Love," "Boys Don’t Cry" or "Close To Me" during the encore were let down as the band pulled out three tracks from their 1980 disc Seventeen Seconds and closed with the rare, unreleased 1982 track "Forever" to the delight of die hard Cure-heads.
As Smith walked off the stage after a polite "Thank you for a very, very excellent day," everyone else just picked up their things, quietly proceeded to the exits and thought that maybe with a more suitable festival venue, a night like this could have been a little bit more excellent.
Check out the Curiosa photo gallery here.
(Thanks cryptic16)The Cure keeps the passion alive under the big top
By J.D. CONSIDINECuriosa Festival
featuring the Cure
At the Molson Amphitheatre
In Toronto on Monday
Festivals are by nature big-tent events. That was literally the case when the Curiosa Festival -- a mope-rock road show featuring the Cure along with such alt-rock acolytes as Muse, Interpol, Auf der Maur, the Rapture and Mogwai -- set up shop Monday at Toronto's Molson Amphitheatre. With the acts split between two stages, fans found themselves traipsing across Ontario Place every 45 minutes or so, as performances alternated between the amphitheatre proper and a permanent tent over by the kiddie playground.
Curiosa was also "big tent" in its breadth. Although each of its acts claims some sort of musical debt to the Cure, the festival itself was hardly a marathon of Cure clones. If anything, it took a fair bit of effort to find Cure references in the sound of Auf der Maur (fronted by former Hole bassist Melissa Auf der Maur), whose beefy roar seemed to owe more to the semi-metal of Kyuss.
Or in Interpol, whose tightly disciplined sound evoked a cross between Joy Division and the Strokes. Or in the synth-assisted snarl of Muse, which suggested a sort of post-industrial Violent Femmes.
There was a similar sense of inclusiveness in the crowd itself. Although there was a sizable contingent of black-clad goth kids, whose pale, pierced and tattooed flesh was occasionally offset by a burst of candy-coloured hair, there was also a far number of fans old enough to have seen the Cure when Boys Don't Cry was the current single (that would have been 1979, for those keeping score at home).
Toss in a generous helping of T-shirt-and-jeans everyfan and a sprinkling of parents with kids, and it was quite clear that the Cure's audience cuts quite a broad swath through society.
A pity, then, that the band made so little effort to appeal to that broad base of support.
That a full third of the Cure's two-hour set was given over to its eponymous new album seemed fair enough.
Sure, this is the band's 25th anniversary, but that doesn't mean they have to live in the past. What was strange, though, was that the rest of the set made only the most cursory nod to the quintet's commercial successes.
Even though the audience was sent into ecstasy by the thrumming, bass-driven Inbetween Days, sang lustily along with Just Like Heaven and clearly adored the sad, sweet perfection of Love Song, that wasn't enough to entice Cure front man Robert Smith and his crew to uncork other hits. So there was no Friday I'm in Love, no High, no Why Can't I Be You.
Instead, the band presented a set that emphasized the old and relatively unknown, drawing heavily on early-eighties albums such as 17 Seconds and Pornography, and ending the show with the ultra-obscure Forever.
This avoidance of the obvious wasn't a bad thing necessarily, as the intensity of the performance clearly benefited from the Cure's we-play-what-we-want focus. True, the sound was typically murky, and feedback from bassist Simon Gallup and guitarist Perry Bamonte sometimes got in the way, as on One Hundred Years, where Gallup's overdriven roar nearly obscured Smith's vocals.
But there was obvious passion in the playing, and the roller-coaster acceleration that capped Forever nearly made up for the fact that almost no one in the packed house knew the song.
(Thanks Brad)