The Moody Blues.
The Moody Blues burst upon the American music scene the year the Watergate burglary took place and I was a sophomore in high school. Their treasure trove of six concept albums, which had been previously released over a 5-year period in England, were a gift to teens who were looking for literate music with meaning. A productive afternoon was spending an afternoon at a friend’s house playing the Moodies’ albums on the Hi-Fi while reading and discussing the “heavy” meanings of lyrics printed on the back of their album covers.
Their music was plentiful on the radio from the 1970s to early 1980s, but the group gets little airplay today. It must get exposure on other mediums, however, given the surprisingly varied age range at last week’s sold-out concert at the Orpheum. Their current tour celebrates the 50th anniversary of their first concept album, Days of Future Passed. This tour includes original band members Justin Hayward, John Lodge, and drummer Graeme Edge. (Departed from the original group are Mike Pinder and Ray Thomas.)
The first half of the show concentrated on songs from their many other albums, leaving me disappointed that they did not play any of my favorites from their Threshold of a Dream album except as an encore. Another downside was that much of the instrumentation drown out the words, which is ghastly for songs where the words matter as much – if not more, – than the music. The projected psychedelic symbols were a blast from the past at first, but became tiresome as they went on and on.
But the concert transformed into a fantastical evening in the second half when the band played their Days of Future Passed album in its entirety. Everything was perfect, the distracting psychedelic symbols shifted to actor Jeremy Irons’ face and narration, with film vignettes complimenting the songs. The lyrics were clear and one did not even mind that the famous orchestration for the songs was on tape rather than on stage. Hayward’s singing on both “Tuesday Afternoon” and “Knights in White Satin” soared, bringing the audience to its feet both times and making me feel 15 years’ old again.
As the very satisfied audience was leaving, one concertgoer told me this was his 26th Moodies’ concert and that he could not wait until they had their 50th-anniversary tour for On a Threshold of a Dream (not so far away – that album was originally released in 1969). I share this sentiment, but hope the Moodies will opt for a 49th-anniversary tour for the Threshold album so I won’t have to wait two more years to repeat this splendid experience.