Zodiac Mindwarp live review 2003

...and the amplifyer blows up, or better, Cobalt blows it up. What have you been thinking by doing that? I know, you are an enthusiastic boy and full of energy, ain't you?! But there's no need to overdo it. Jesus wept!!! The poor amp's head or better cover is almost bursting. But anyway it can't shock The Love Reaction, can it. Highly concentrated and (still very) sober, the problem is quickly and elegantly disolved. And everything afterwards exploding, is purely the show. Less people than expected, but still around 2000 individuals are checking out a rock group of who they wagely remember from the past, or they've heard of only by the name, or actually don't know them at all. During the intro when quite a few people are still standing in the back of the huge site, drinking beer and eating burgers, it just takes almost exactly two songs to get them moving like moths towards the light, pardon the stage of course, with turbo speed, driven by the sound of the Prime Mover.

And once again, no eye is staying dry, and no leg is standing still. Z - a different person on stage - brings the Prime Mover back to life and is managing the trick, to spraying his espirit over the audiance with his sexual aura, so Valentino would be getting jealous, if he was still alive. And all this happening despite of his hottest tramp - fashion - outfit. No honestly, Z has got two souls within his chest. One of them is named Prime Mover and High Priest Of Love. The other one is called Spannerkabinen-Meister. (Hey, he created this word himself!). But anyway this belongs into a different dimenson and not on to the stage. His pair of jeans as well by the way.

And so they are starting the act with "High Priest Of Love", moving along with "I Am Rock", "Prime Mover", "Fucked By Rock", "Planet Girl", "Backseat Education" and "Devils Drive", just to mention a few. Last but not least this - too short - intermezzo - (only 45 minutes they've got) - is finishing off with the arbitrary added encore "the Rocker", which is developing to the real highpoint of the gig, thanx to Cobalts usual artistic stunt show. - Cobalt loves highpoints. But he doesn't take any risks - in every way, do ya?!!! That's why he wouldn't do the jump from the 8 feet high stage into the audiance this time. By the way, he would anyway have just crushed into the huge photo pit. Autsch!!! But Cobalt's a clever boy and at that point he's still looking forward for an enjoyable after show party without any injuries not to miss out on something in the end. And most of all I'm sure he wants to return back well and save to the UK the next day, to continue defending his position beneath the famous familiar slippers. (As we say so in german) Just kiddin' man....

Tex has already learned his lesson the night before what's up to porcellan walls. And not for anything in the world Speedy Gonzales would waste another look for a fucking wall. Bambi is waving hello. You know what I mean, Beany-Boy. And Little Robbie is acting like Tarzan, Spiderman and Arnold Schwarzenegger in one person to knock the unfamiliar drumkit down. And he does it, thanx to a brilliant performance. Almost as brilliant as the Chilli - Schnaps will be knocking him down later on with all consequences and results. Poor little sod. I still feel sorry for him when I think back now.

However... The Love Reaction are still not fucked by Rock (or should I say, - not anymore?) except at certain hotel bars. And the trip behind their zip seems like a nuclear bomb, which is still holy. Come on boys. don't waste any time, the world is waiting for you. I'm sure, you're gonna make it again..... Nastrovje!