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Having thoroughly regretted not buying at least a day ticket for the Smashing Pumpkins', my all time favourite group's, triumphant return to England for this year's Reading and Leeds Festival, I thought I'd post a brilliant performance of one of the band's most successful and well-remembered songs, Tonight Tonight. If you look around YouTube there's a few vids of the Pumpkins playing songs at Reading, too, including the recent Tarantula and Siamese Dream classic Today, but this particular performance is taken from the band's 1998 tour, and demonstrates their mass appeal (they inadvertently turned up late for this particular gig in Chile, and yet the crowd are still hugely receptive and chant the lyrics all the way through), as well as their versatility, as the song is differently arranged and without cello and violin augmentation, yet still works brilliantly. This song is definitely still one of my favourites of the Pumpkins, and never fails to move me in ways that other songs, and bands, just can't. Whether you like the guy or not, Billy Corgan's songwriting genius is simply undeniable.

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Eloise said…
It was an amazing set. I had always liked the Smashing Pumpkins, but had never really listened to them all that much, and they totally blew my socks off. And those of all my friends, most of which didn't know them at all. They are a great live band.
Eloise said…
Ben, thanks for reminding me that I have both neglected to write on my blog for ages and haven't even thought about writing a poem in possibly longer. I am now riddled with guilt, although currently listening to the pumpkins, which is helping.
Thanks for your kind words about my poems. I haven't ever really submitted to magazines. I've got things in a couple of ezines, and was meant to have a spread in a magazine at one point (the editor died, which ended that possibility). I really should start sending poems out, as well as working up the balls to start reading. I'm just a coward and I never think a poem is either good enough or ready for the big bad world. One day...
Cailleach said…
Love the SPs, very glad to see they coming back after such an abscence. Off for a sconce on Utube to see what else there is!

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