Re: Atlanta GA USA live updates - Friday June 7, 2024 - The Rolling Stones Hackney Diamonds Tour
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Date: June 8, 2024 18:40
Review by Alwyn Welch
At the halfway point in the 2024 tour, Atlanta is the last show in the south-east of the US – just as the summer is heating-up. With a metro population of over 6 million it is not surprising that there is a demand for Stones shows – now 3 in 9 years. The city was named after a railway company, recognising its position as a communications centre in this part of the US. It’s a modern city, well spread out, with few older buildings: both sides burnt-down many of the original structures during the Civil War 160 years ago.
The Mercedes-Benz Stadium, almost S-Class in quality, had it’s roof open due to the not-too-hot weather and a desire for better sound. That worked, the sound near the front was excellent again. That roof opening was a show in itself, with an iris-like circular motion as the crescent shaped roof elements moved to create a circular hole through which the cooling Georgia sky could be seen. They moved until almost the whole of the circular roof was open to the heavens.
Why is the stadium so named? Well the US HQ of Mercedes is in town, and they have a huge factory 200 miles east in Alabama. I guess the brand advertising is more helpful in Atlanta than Tuscaloosa, or maybe the local Execs like the hospitality opportunity…. The organisation and security at the stadium was competent enough to meet the Mercedes reputation. In particular they acted with speed when a lady in front of me fainted during the show. The folks in Sindelfingen (look it up) should take note that the venue sponsorship is in alignment with their quality brand.
Atlanta has now seen 13 Stones shows, dating back to 1975, a late start. Two were at the tiny Fox Theatre, the second of which was the first show where “local” Chuck Leavell played with the band. I say “local” because although he was born in Alabama, he has lived for many years near Macon (pronounced may-con in these parts, not mac-on as in France). He had many guests present at the show this year: Chuck is a popular musician and arboriculturist in these parts, as well as a very decent individual. Mick mentioned Chuck as a local resident, and also that their first visit to Atlanta was during Ronnie’s first tour: “he’s still learning” was the quip.
It was around 9pm when the lights dimmed, the shadowy images of Mick & Co. appeared on the screens, and the dulcet (ish) tones of Matt Clifford announced the arrival on stage of the main attraction for the 60,000 people in the stadium. It was no surprise to see Keith stride confidently into the middle of the stage and hammer out the start of Start Me Up.
We’d had a hint of a change to the normal running order when someone saw a setlist before the Stones came on stage, and Keith was due to play three songs. I’ve seen, and heard, that Richards extravaganza once before. It was in Las Vegas in 2016 when Mick’s voice had been damaged by the dust of the California desert during the Coachella gigs. So we were watching Mick with very keen interest as he bounded on stage.
In the first few songs it was clear that Mick was struggling at times. I’m sure that the vast majority of the audience would not notice, but he was avoiding high notes and minimising his use of words at times. His face grimaced when heading back to his sniffle station, and he had to abandon his harmonica introduction to song vote winner Sweet Virginia. During the falsetto verse ending in Mess It Up he gestured to Chanel to deliver the notes alone. But most obvious to regular Stones watchers was the incredible support given by Bernard. He really worked hard at Atlanta, shadowing Mick’s vocals with the benefit of 40 years of experience such that you had to watch stage left to see it happen.
Remarkably Mick is such a great performer, and I guess has such stubbornness over delivering a great show, that the only other obvious sign of an issue was Keith’s extended section. Keith told us something like he was doing three songs “due to the Band’s request”. I am 100% convinced that they were protecting Mick’s voice. They also dropped Sweet Sound of Heaven. If anything Mick’s singing got even stronger as the show progressed – I hope he took enough care and is back to feeling 100% for the next gig.
So the set list was a little different in Atlanta. The four starting rockers of Start Me Up, IORR, Let’s Spend the Night Together and Angry set the gig off with its usual pace and power. More very strong guitar playing from Keith and Ronnie, and powerful bass and drums that felt a bit higher in the mix.
Then we had a country section. Sweet Virginia won the song vote, and the screen showed the numbers of votes for that winner and what I assumed would win: Wild Horses. I have never seen that before. I think that, as Mick noted, this was because there were exactly 11,000 votes separating those songs. I did wonder whether some attempted Georgia voting shenanigans were at play for a few seconds… some people do attempt to fix the vote in these parts, allegedly.
As I mentioned before, Mick fluffed the harmonica intro, threw said instrument away, and looked at his bandmates in frustration. Tim Ries did a great sax solo, and the band did that 1972 song proud. Then we got Dead Flowers, a slightly extended version, and lots of backing vocals with Bernard, Chanel, Chuck and Keith: all lending Mick a hand. Ronnie played a cracking solo and by this time I had to dig deep to recall that Mick was under the weather voice-wise.
Dice was a nice as ever, and this led into another rocking version of Mess It Up. YCAGWYW followed with the audience also helping on the vocals. There did seem to be a few empty seats at the back and upper sides of the stadium, but the cheering and singing and general response from the assembled masses certainly sounded as strong and enthusiastic as any this year.
The band was introduced with a special pat on the back from Mick to Keith, and a huge cheer for Chuck, Ronnie and Keith. Mick and Bernard had a special interaction, I guess of mutual respect. We then had great versions of Tell Me Straight and Little T&A. When Keith announced Happy there was a really big cheer, and it’s first outing this year was excellent: very good lap steel guitar playing from Ronnie and vocals from the riff-meister himself. Like several songs in Atlanta I thought they extended the instrumental parts a bit, to good effect.
After Sympathy, which Mick largely sang alone, and Honky Tonk Women, where he mimed more of the words, I was very surprised to hear the opening instrument duelling of Rambler. I assumed, wrongly, that we’d get a safer Miss You: wrong again! We heard another extravaganza of blues rock; lots of great harmonica, guitars and piano. A snippet of “Hellhound on my Trail”; perhaps a little less audience prompting than usual; and lots of rocking and dancing in the faster sections. The came Shelter, with Keith sitting at the start as is always the case now, and another superb Chanel/Mick duet.
It occurred to me that Keith was only offstage, or sitting, for perhaps 2 minutes of the 2 hour show. Such stamina: its not only Mick who is a physical phenomenon. Ronnie sat for a minute or so at one point, and again seems to be exercising his hands: maybe a bit more physio needed? Then the band raced into Paint It Black, which I noticed has a great light show reinforcing the pounding drum beat and sense of depression from the lyrics. There are so many elements to this show that it is easy to miss some.
Keith then hammered out the introduction to JJF, and the main set came to a rocking conclusion. I thought he was trying to get the band out of the chorus riff to the final verse riff towards the end, but the band was refusing to follow, and it needed a bit of a nod from Mick to trigger that final blast on the open-tuned Telecaster. Despite their 2 hours on stage the band seemed keen to continue.
The encore was briefer, with no Sweet Sounds of Heaven – I could understand why this was omitted, but I really missed it’s emotion. The audience had lit up their phones as if in anticipation, and we had to be content with Satisfaction.
Looking at the faces as the tens of thousands walked out of the venue, I think contented and satisfied would describe well the feelings of that mass of people. Another great gig had been experienced, which in my mind was all the more outstanding due to the points mentioned earlier in these notes. We have now had 39 songs played in 10 gigs: no fixed setlists here, even if we need more from Hackney Diamonds please.
The experience of this band shone through in Atlanta; their insistence that the show must go on; and the result was that any issues were more than overcome, which if anything highlights their collective and individual capability. A sincere thank you is due to everyone involved in another fantastic evening. The caravan now moves up the north east margins of the US to Philadelphia.