The Australian Pink Floyd Show

The Pearl, Sept. 29

Judging by the multiple standing ovations and thunderous applause, you would have thought Roger Waters himself was leading the original members of Pink Floyd in a reunion tour. In reality, it was the ultimate tribute act from Down Under, an Australian group of Floyd fans that has toured since 1988 and sold out gigs worldwide to critical acclaim—even respect and accolades from the original band members.

If you closed your eyes, you really would think you were hearing the real deal. From “What do You Want From Me” and “Pigs” to “Time” and a background vocalist sing-off on “The Great Gig in the Sky,” one can tell the performers have meticulously studied every note and nuance. The lasers and lights completed the Pink Floyd concert experience. The George W. Bush and Osama bin Laden visuals seemed about four years out of date, though, and during “Another Brick in the Wall, Part 2,” the animation sequence resembled Dire Straits’ “Money for Nothing.” Additionally, a creepy inflatable puppet towered over the band with a mouth that can only be described as looking like certain lady parts.

Presented in two acts, the show came in at just under three hours, but the fans—especially the older guy standing at the stage apron during the sit-down show—relished every moment. A few nods to their homeland, such as audio snippets of “Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport” and Men at Work’s “Down Under,” were the only reminders you weren’t listening to the real thing. And closing out with “Wish You Were Here,” “Comfortably Numb” and “Run Like Hell”? That was just the icing on the Aussie Floyd cake. ★★★☆☆

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