Live lives it up; Don’t judge the fanatic fan who rushed the Pier 6 stage and jumped for Live’s lead singer, the bald and surprisingly sexy Ed Kowalczyk, on Tuesday night. The rest of the delirious crowd, on their feet for the entire show, were two steps from tackling Kowalczyk out of admiration.
Live took them to the sacred place I like to call “band land,” where you’re thrashing about and scream-singing without realizing your body and lips are moving. In this musical ecstasy, you swear the group in front of you is a Rock and Rock Hall of Fame band and you’re going to pawn your belongings to follow it across the country on tour. In “band land trance,” you actually understand the urge to finger the strings on an invisible electric guitar. Gulping gigantic draft beers can also induce a trip to “band land,” but booze wasn’t needed for Live’s blow-away set.
