Performer: Rush
Songwriters: Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart
Original Release: Vapor Trails
Year: 2002
Definitive Version: Vapor Trails Tour, Hartford, Conn., 2002
It’s hard to believe, but as
I write this, it has become official: Rush is in the Rock and Roll Hall of
Fame. I honestly thought it would never happen, because Jann Wenner and the old
guard at Rolling Stone—who control the Hall electorate—hated Rush. Part of me
thinks they relented just so all the Rush fans finally would shut up about the
annual snub.
Before Vapor Trails
released, not only had it been six years since the last Rush album, but both
Geddy and Alex and released solo albums. It seemed Rush might be over. (I
didn’t know at the time what led to the hiatus and that, at the time, it WAS
over.)
Of course, anticipation also
can lead to disappointment, and that’s how I felt when I heard Vapor Trails for
the first time. Really? That’s it? I wasn’t alone. Scott and Dave—also
hard-core Rushies—agreed with me. The mix was screwed up, and Geddy’s vocals
were bad. The songs were weak.
That assessment, however, in
no way affected whether I would go see them again when Rush toured the summer
of 2002. They were coming to Columbus and Cincinnati, and I chose going to
Cincy because I thought Scott would have better luck at getting tickets. It was
Scott, Shani’s brother, John, and me.
Riverbend, Cincy’s outdoor
amphitheater, is so named, of course, because it’s on the Ohio River. It can be
a real pain in the butt to get to, but Scott had a route figured out. We ended
up crossing the river into Kentucky and coming up from the south. I remember a
bit of traffic backup, but nothing unusual for a concert at an outdoor venue.
The unusual thing was the
weather. We were going to see Neil Peart not Neil Diamond (thank God), but it
still was a hot August night and by hot, I mean oppressive. The temperature was
95+ and the humidity was 95+. Scott got great seats in the amphitheater, in the
shade, but it didn’t matter. There was no breeze; it was just plain HOT. It
probably was the hottest I ever was at a concert.
It was so hot in fact that
during the intermission, John who had a beer early on went to get a drink and
came back with waters for everyone. I almost never drink at concerts, because I
don’t want to have to go to the bathroom and miss something, but I knew that
wasn’t going to happen that day. After all the sweat, there was nothing left
for whiz.
The show was great, simply
because Rush is great, but it didn’t rank with previous shows. Maybe they were
shaking off some rust. Three things stood out: One, the reaction for Dreamline
was as loud as it was for anything except 2112. That surprised me. Two, I loved
the pairing of The Pass and Bravado. I think those songs are different sides of
the same coin, and it was cool to hear them back-to-back.
Three and most significant:
The songs from Vapor Trails—and the band played five—were so much better live
that it was incomparable. The mix was clean; the vocals were better with Alex
singing backup instead of Geddy overdubbed. You could hear the songs better,
and the songs were pretty good.
I haven’t listened to Vapor
Trails since, even though I have two songs from that album on this here list,
this being the second (Secret Touch, good ol, No. 678), because live versions
are so much better. The truth is, it isn’t as strong as the two albums that
have come since—Snakes & Arrows and Clockwork Angels, but it was great to just
have Rush back in any capacity.
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