I'm gonna keep this short and simple. This is the best live album i've ever heard. It shows the oil's in their prime and captures there sound, song writing and musicianship far better than any of there studio albums (in my opinion). "Read About It", "Dreamworld", "Stars of Warburton"... all the songs on this CD are fantastic and for anyone into Midnight Oil, this is a must-have!
Midnight Oil's only proper live album was recorded at the height of their international fame. A band ignored by oscurity and then by a grunge obsessed America and Europe, Midnight Oil had deserved a far great fame. Legendary in their homeland of Australia, these crusaders of right and wrong knew how to string together heart pounding rock.
And that's what you get on this live recording, great, in your face rock from Down Under.
Not to say that this live album isn't enough, but for someone who never had the fortune of seeing them, even after a visit to Sydney 2000, I feel anyone who want to experience atleast some of the bands live splendour, needs to dig down their pockets and treat themselves to a live DVD as well. Seeing Pete working the stage is such a integral part of the whole Midnight Oil experience.
Superb material from undisputedly the best Australian rock band of all ofthem. The Oils rock with a passion. This is also the best live album Ihave ever listened to. Features some of the best songs from their albumsup to 1990. I prefer studio albums on the whole but if you buy thisone, '10,9,8,7...' and 'Diesel and Dust' you have got the best of MidnightOil. And to actually see them in concert is even better. Not to bemissed.
Live albums are a bit of a contradiction. If you want to enjoy live music, go to a gig - or at least get a video! Listening to this and watching the wallpaper isn't much fun. Basically most live albums are there just to help revive the fans' flagging memories. This is even more true of MIDNIGHT OIL. The charismatic, larger than life, brow-beating presence of Peter Garrett, is reduced, on this album, to a mere voice...Unless you've seen the man live and he made a lasting impression on you, you won't really be won over by these songs. The oilers have a cymbal-heavy boppy poppy industrial sound which places you immediately in an Aussie mining camp somewhere in the Western Desert, which is where you don't want to be unless you've got a truck-load of Fosters or Castlemaine XXXX. Sometimes the music even starts to boogie - like at the start of 'Pwderworks,' until the words come crashing in and impose their own monotonous rhythm - and sometimes it just gets turgid as it tries to keep up with the far flung sentiments of St. Peter(Garrett)'s shiny dome. 'Dreamworld' a fey, hippy-ish melody that grows a hard jangly edge, and the expansive 'Beds Are Burning' come out best. We get songs about politics, pesticide and pollution, and very little about the humanity these things concern. Pete, why couldn't you have thrown in a few songs about babes and pina coladas?