The State Theatre glitters in all of it’s dazzling glamour. No detail has been spared; the furnishings are exquisitely plush, from gilded staircases to marbled bathrooms, royal red carpet and an auditorium so decadent Mad King Ludwig himself would be shamed. It is truly a venue to house only the most glorious and gifted of artists, and what could be more fitting for God himself? For a god amongst men he is.
This is a man whose music shone through the dark, grittiness of the 90s grunge scene; one who survived the battles that claimed his peers; a man whose voice gave the world Daughter, Even Flow, Last Kiss, and Society. A voice that rings out, strong, piercing, wavering with 40 odd years of experience and raw emotion. And one that should have, by all rights, been silenced with the other legendary musicians of his generation.
Eddie Vedder.
