Roger Waters’ epic production of The Wall requires, at minimum, 20 miles of cable, 23 projectors, 82 moving lights, a 30-foot circular screen, a 34-foot inflatable Mother character, three pyrotechnics experts, and a 240-foot-long brick wall. Of course, you won’t see any of that. You’ll be floating in the San Francisco Bay in a kayak. Yet Paddle to The Wall promises you will hear everything. State-of-the-art speakers — 172 of them — and the natural amplifying quality of water conspire to bring the eerie refrain “Is There Anybody Out There?” drifting across the water like a personal uncertainty. Typically, the kayakers who gather outside of AT&T Park are hoping to catch a baseball that’s left the playing field, not an existential crisis, but McCovey Cove is really the perfect place to listen to The Wall. Initially conceived by Waters during Pink Floyd’s first stadium tour, the project explored the alienation the band was experiencing; facing obnoxious fans, Waters wanted to build a physical barrier between the audience and the musicians. Instead he wrote a rock opera about isolation, celebrity, and memory. We can think of few better ways to get in the mood than paddling out into the night and watching the warm glow of city lights from a distance. It’s pretty stunning, even without a soundtrack.
Fri., May 11, 8 p.m., 2012