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- Widescreen 1.78:1
- 16:9 Enhanced
- Dual Layer (RSDL 50.22)
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- English: Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround
- English: DTS 5.1 Surround
- English: Dolby Digital Stereo
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- Photo gallery - magazine covers
- Animated menus
- Behind the scenes footage - 40 min
- Booklet
- Multiple angle - on 6 songs
- Web access
- Discography - with audio
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Muse - Hullabaloo |
Taste Media/Festival Mushroom Records .
R4 . COLOR . 91 mins .
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It’s not usually done like this. There are supposed to be rules. You release at least four albums, preferably a half dozen, and with the release of each one you head out on tour, traversing first the suburbs, then the country, than the world. You do it so much you can’t remember why you’re doing it any more. You live out of boxes, and your home life is a van, a bus, a hotel room and a utilitarian concrete-floored bunker at the back of a stadium. Each album takes longer, because the only songs that get written while you’re on tour are songs about being on tour, and nobody likes a travelogue. You start playing “greatest hits” shows. And then, only after all this, do you contemplate filming a concert for posterity and putting it out as a DVD and a double album or, if you’re if you’re seriously in the midst of global appeal, a feature film. Muse is a band that doesn’t seem especially interested in rules. After all, they break enough of them on their records. Sometimes lazily compared to the likes of Jeff Buckley and Radiohead, they actually sound like nothing else. The songs draw on sonic and songwriting influences diverse enough to fill a small book: it’s like listening to a Wagner opera being slowly carbonised by a white-hot fuse, cut apart by blades, shot into space and then sung about in nostalgic yet strangely bitter ballads two decades hence. Or something like that. Songwriter, singer and multi-instrumentalist Matthew Bellamy lets fly with a voice that has the gobsmacking range and raw emotion of the late Billy MacKenzie atop a searing blast of skyscraper-sized rock music that’s equal parts pure punk, semi-detached nostalgia and lush, melody-rich indie. In other words Muse is, to you, whatever they mean from where you’re standing. Try doing that with a Holly Valance record. With only two studio albums behind them - 1999’s eye-opening debut Showbiz and, two years later, the remarkable Origin Of Symmetry (arguably the best record of its year) Muse has hardly come to a point where it’s cash-in time. But this band has always been a force of nature on the live stage. When they last played in Melbourne, the innocuous-looking three-piece band threw so much pure energy at the crowd that had sardined themselves into the relatively tiny Evelyn Hotel you had to keep checking to make sure they hadn’t shifted the building into a different suburb through sheer force of will. Songs that already sparked furiously on record were impossibly exciting in their live incarnations, as though they had taken the audience’s energy on board and spat that out the speakers along with everything else. Live performance has always been a vital part of what Muse is and who they are - the songs don’t just sound “different” live, they sound transformed. In a small room it’s electric to be in front of it all; that the band can pull it off just as well in a stadium is remarkable. And that’s where Hullabaloo comes in. Recorded in Paris in late October 2001 in front of a huge, euphoric crowd at Le Zenith, this 90-minute live video captures the excitement of a Muse show incredibly well - to the point, in fact, where watching from the safety of your lounge room becomes a visceral experience, the tension and aggression that’s bubbling away just over there on the screen seeming almost palpable at times. Make no mistake, though, this isn’t your garden-variety angry-men-with-guitars screamfest. There’s anger here, but it’s woven inside the songs themselves and delivered, intact, in the performances of them. But the idea that conveying white-hot emotion means playing your instrument like a Ritalin-deprived schoolkid and shredding layers of flesh off the back of your throat from all the primal screaming has no place here. There’s energy to spare - and sure, Bellamy trashes a couple of guitars and uses drummer Dominic Howard as bowling practice at the end of the show - but this band plays as well live as they would if it was the only chance they had to get it onto tape in the studio. They just arc it up a little more for the occasion. They play very, very, very loud, but then, that’s how you’ve been playing the records, right? Director Matt Askem obviously understands where all this is coming from. Using digital video cameras of all persuasions he makes sure nothing’s left uncovered. The usual crane shots, front-of stage and on-stage views, back-of-room wide shots and extreme close-ups are augmented here by more unconventional things. Miniature cameras are mounted on guitar necks and mike stands to bring the audience literally within spitting distance of what’s going on. People with consumer cameras roam the audience and capture the scale, spirit and excitement of the event. And armed with a mountain of footage, Askem cuts the whole thing together with wild abandon, regularly cutting two or three shots into a second. Edited on computer, the video is constantly screwed with - zoomed, paused, frame-repeated, colour-altered, processed beyond recognition or split-screened Woodstock-style. The stage lighting is used as a tool for creating images as much as anything else, and the end result of it all is the feel of the exuberant chaos of standing right there in the front, crushed against the barrier and trying to take it all in. The generous track listing is not surprisingly biased towards Origin Of Symmetry - all but one of that album’s songs are included here (everything except Darkshines), while only half of Showbiz’s dozen make an appearance (and yes, they do the singles!) There’s also three non-album songs, including widescreen opener Dead Star (which is also being released as a single). Unlike the companion audio CD, the DVD gives you the full show and contains eight more songs (fans will probably still want the audio release as well, though, for the second disc of b-sides and rarities). In order, the songs included here are:
- Dead Star
- Micro Cuts
- Citizen Erased
- Sunburn
- Showbiz
- Megalomania
- Uno
- Screenager
- Feeling Good
- Space Dementia
- In Your World
- Muscle Museum
- Cave
- New Born
- Hyper Music
- Agitated
- Unintended
- Plug In Baby
- Bliss
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If your idea of the reason for DVD existing is so that you can look at pretty, razor-sharp, high resolution images lovingly photographed on 65mm by a team of experts, you’ve just bought the wrong disc. Live rock concerts are all too often photographed as though they were period costume dramas, but not this one. Much of the camerawork here is spontaneous and handheld, and as mentioned above a variety of formats have been used to capture the show, which itself frequently uses extremes of stage lighting. The whole thing has then been edited with reckless abandon and a ton of digital processing. Putting this onto DVD was always going to be a challenge; the finished production has hyper-speed edits, rapid pans, zooms, colour and contrast changes, grain, video noise and a bevy of other things that can bring a DVD undone in seconds. The fact that there are no unintended video problems is nothing short of remarkable; London-based authoring house Metropolis, who are rather good at this DVD caper, have excelled themselves here. Naturally presented in 16:9 enhanced widescreen at a 1.78:1 aspect ratio, the show is encoded at a suitably high bitrate and is flawlessly transferred to disc. We would have expected to see all kinds of DVD gremlins with material like this, but there’s not a problem in sight. Complaints about things such as edge enhancement are moot; this one looks like it’s supposed to look. The show is stored on a dual-layered disc, with the layer change placed between In Your World and Muscle Museum; unfortunately, like with most live concert discs, this means the crowd noise will be interrupted briefly depending on how fast your player is. There are no subtitles for lyrics, which may bother some people who would rather read a gig than experience it.
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If you have a 5.1 surround sound system, prepare to be impressed. Offered in both Dolby Digital and DTS, the multichannel mix of Hullabaloo seems to have been done with the mission of putting you in the venue - and it succeeds superbly. The band is spread out across the three front channels, though in common with many current live discs the centre channel is used very modestly, mainly to aid in localisation of sounds. Matt Bellamy’s lead vocals, for example, appear in all three channels but are firmly anchored to the centre (incidentally, some may think the vocals sound quite low in the mix at times; this appears to have been intentional). The subwoofer is used extensively but is extremely well controlled - this is certainly not the usual low-pass-filter excuse to make the room shake every time somebody breathes. This LFE track has been designed to give the kind of kick to the kick drum and the kind of feel-it-in-your-whole-body warmth to the bass guitar that you’d experience if you were actually at the show. The front channel configuration helps that you-are-there realism, but the surrounds take it even further. The audience’s cheers, screams, mass outbreaks of singing and general chatter are of course very prominent in the rear channels, but there’s separate crowd noise in the front channels as well, giving you the instant feeling of standing right in the middle of the venue. Adding even more realism is some natural-sounding reverb on vocals and instruments in the surrounds, but if you listen closely you’ll also hear that some things - mostly keyboards and sampled effects - have been deliberately, subtly placed at the back as well, though never obnoxiously enough to make you look around and wonder who’s playing at the back of the room. The half-bitrate DTS track is mastered typically louder than the Dolby Digital one, and sounds noticeably nicer - it seems less compressed dynamically and offers cleaner top end, as well as a more prominent subwoofer. Oddly, the DTS surrounds are several decibels louder than their Dolby counterparts, and we had to wind surround volume down by 3dB to restore realism. There’s a stereo mix provided as well, encoded as a Dolby Digital 2.0 track, but you won’t want this unless you’re restricted to listening in stereo (downmixing the default DD 5.1 track works fine, but sub-bass is of course dropped from the mix in that case). There’s a small audio dropout during the crowd noise between the first two songs on the stereo track only; this dropout also appears on the audio CD, which was obviously edited from the same master.
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If you’re sick of being a passive listener and observer with live recordings of rock music, Hullabaloo is a fine antidote - it’ll put you in the audience and proceed to play with your head in the nicest possible way. Muse, always a compelling live band, are in superb form for the shows captured here and seem to feed off the rampant enthusiasm of the huge audience. Expertly produced and flawlessly authored, this unconventional and visually innovative DVD is high on technical quality and, while a little short on extras considering its double-disc status, is way better value than the similarly-priced audio CD version. Highly recommended.
LINK: http://www.dvd.net.au/review.cgi?review_id=1677
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"It’ll put you in the audience and proceed to play with your head in the nicest possible way..." - Anthony Horan |
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Review Equipment |
- DVD Player:
Sony DVP-NS300
- TV:
Panasonic - The One
- Receiver:
Sony STR-DB870
- Speakers:
Klipsch Tangent 500
- Centre Speaker:
Panasonic
- Surrounds:
Jamo
- Audio Cables:
Standard Optical
- Video Cables:
Monster s-video
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