caught by the fuzz

we parked the vehicle blocks away
made our way through the stifling summer air
through the inner city streets
through the throng
the faithful
the sycophantic
the fans
sounds carry through the crowds
the anticipation touchable
we make our way through the gates
scanned
ticked crossed
searched
examined
finally allowed entrance
we find friends n join the throng
standing
waiting
talking
most drinking well beyond their meagre capacity
the sun sets
the lights sparkle
the people roar
sting andy n stewart hit the stage
and begin two hours of non stop hits
they're all here
message
roxy
lonely
even a few forgotten gems
invisible sun
synchronicity
the crowd goes wild
the stage lights flash
the visuals fantastic
a crawling dinosaur at some point
but
but
while i enjoy the spectacle
the sheer massiveness of the event
artistically
emotionally
it left me cold
leaves me wondering
what did this mean?
what impact did the police have when they played in the
late 70's?
what this lacked was a bit of power
passion
it was a greatest hits
play the songs
event
which was great
but
could it have been more??

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