Lessons Learned on an Irksome Journey.
Belle and SebastianCity: Ludwigshafen, Germany
Venue: BASF Feierabendhaus
Lessons Learned on an Irksome Journey A request for Belle and Sebastian's tour manager: since no one at the show in Ludwigshafen was actually from Ludwigshafen, next time try to book them somewhere that doesn't require a commute -- like Heidelberg, where everyone came in from. That's Ludwigshafen by the way (not Ludwigsburg). Oh, you knew? Ed Harcourt, one of the evening's openers, received a round of astonished laughter from the crowd when he told us he'd never before been to Ludwigsburg. Hmph. Anyway, my German teacher once told my class that Ludwigshafen is a town on "the other side of the tracks" so to speak. Of course, after you've fought your way down 30 kilometers of rat-race Autobahn, bumbled through 260 or so poorly-marked twists and turns in Mannheim, and finally slid down from the bridge over the Rhine and through the Ludwigshafen's BASF office-park metropolis, the concert hall at the Feierabendhaus is actually kind of an oasis. It's airy and cool. It has plush theater-style seats, and blazer-wearing ushers to escort you to them. Between openers a girl breezed in with a pretzel. A pretzel?!?! Other side of the tracks, my arse. Maybe my teacher must have only said that because she'd never been to the other side of other tracks, like the ones in, say, Chicago.