1ere review de la tournee que g trouve c prometteur:
"Joe Satriani, House of Blues, Chicago, April 05, 2006
To say that my experience of Joe Satriani’s Super Colossal US Tour was super colossal would certainly be redundant; but it would not be extreme hyperbole.
Eric Johnson was the opener. He and his band were immaculate. Johnson was not a flashy performer but he proved himself as an impressive, versatile, accomplished player. His guitar alternately vibrated, sang, hummed and gently wept its way through rock and roll, country, jazz and every style in between. A fitting ice breaker, Eric topped off his set with his best known piece, “Cliffs of Dover.”
Then it was Joe’s turn.
Out he strutted with his fully-shaved head, dark sunglasses and shiny sneakers. Before he struck a note he was the essence of cool. He knew the audience wanted to hear some rippin’, rockin’, screamin’, turned-up-to-eleven, smokin’ fast and sweet guitar. We could tell by the mischievous, cocky smile on his face that Joe knew he could and would deliver all that and more. He was the very embodiment of a true guitar god come to rock the chosen remnant.
If it’s possible to play guitar swaggeringly Joe Satriani did just that. Whether playing clean or effects-saturated, slow or fast, melodic or spastic, he made it look effortless. It’s possible he was having more fun than the audience, erupting in smiles and nods during solos as his fingers spidered up and down the neck of his guitar with crazy speed and mind-bending precision.
Satch is more than a master of scales and techniques, there’s plenty of heart to his playing and his compositions. His pieces are varied in style, mood, and tempo--each one a perfect backdrop for the solos he crafts. Within the context of a song like “Always With Me, Always With You,” Joe drops in slow and sweet riffs then spins off into fast and frantic runs, always the licks unerringly fitting the song.
Joe’s solos are a kind of language, they are the medium of this artist, and they resonate with passion, thoughtfulness, reverence, excitement, fascination and zeal.
A quick mention of the band--they were perfect compliments to The Man, right there when he needed them every step. They were each gifted players, but there was never a doubt that they were the canvas and Joe was the artist.
Joe blazed his way through a lot of his new album, “Super Colossal.” He loosed the title cut and it was a powerful monster that stalked its way into the skull and gave it a good rocking. He jammed “One Robot’s Dream,” a sneaky, catchy, Jeff Beck-esque piece. He also touched on older stuff like the funky “Cool #9” and the epic “Surfing With the Alien.”
Words like virtuoso and master come to mind when considering a player of Satriani’s caliber. But they’re not very fun words so let’s not use them. Let’s just say he kicked butt. "
"I'm just inspired by everyday life. I find it very wondrous. There is so much to reflect upon, to write about, to dream about, and to hope for."
Joe Satriani
