Clutch... what a disappointment.
Let me start this off by saying that only in Dallas, Texas will a crowd stand oh so fucking still to Gwar but fucking mosh to Clutch. So ridiculous.
After finding out that Donna's birthday fell upon the same date as my Ministry concert. I sacrificed the tickets and used that money for Clutch ones. I figured I'd enjoy them as much as Ministry and be able to chill out during the show to. Man was I wrong
I had left for Clutch expecting a good time, some jamming and a neat crowd. What I found was a crowd where it seemed like everyone had something to prove. Garrett and I arrived good and early.. planning on getting some "booze" before the show started. So we show up... get our booze and set off to make our way to the front. We get up there and after 2 beers for me and 2 Jack&Cokes for Garrett Kamchatka comes on.
Now if you dig bluesy rock alternative stuff, these guys will fucking blow your socks off. They are from Sweden and are the most gracious band Ive met in quite some time. Most local bands Ive met aren't as gracious and chill as these guys. Plus the guitarist is classically trained in blues guitar and man... you can tell. They were AMAZING. And I'll just say this now.. I would've rather had watched Kamchatka play all night than see the Slugs also known as Clutch. The names Kamchatka, think Count Chocula. Check em out.
After an amazing set they moved their gear off and Clutch came on. They played a few jam songs and before he even started his vocals 2 dumb blond bitches pushed me(literally PUSHED!) and got in front of me and to the guys on the bar. The guys on the bar, a guy wearing a dale earnhardt camo shirt and a 30 yr old with braces, lets just call them Ed and Earl, fell right into the blond things traps(I'll name them Paris and Britney). I, at first, thought Paris was a man. She was about 2 times the height I am and each of her boobs probably added 10 lbs to her weight. Her face was so disturbingly mannish and her fake eyelashes looked like they were to fall off at any given moment. I wont even start on her nappy weaves. Her friends, Britney's hair looked like it was about to fall out of her head.. and needless to say Ed and Earl were digging em because they were flashing their whowhos all over to get that front bar spot. Long story short on this one.. Earl got punched in the back of the head by yours truely for being a complete douchebox and about 3 other guys jumped on him after I was finished. You just don't me for accidently bumping into you. If you do.. you don't get away with it.
Well, when the vocalist started singing I realized the band hadn't moved... at all. Not even facial expressions.. They were like zombies on stage playing for a fucking check. I thought Maynard was physically a disappointment on stage. Yet the vocalist from Clutch made Maynard look like a kid with A.D.D. He never smiled, he never really moved, he had a disgruntled look and it was typically staying.. maybe he was just upset with how his fans were acting. I don't know. The sound was great but I was so disappointed in the bands attitude. On top of that the fucking crowd was moshing.. to clutch... what the hell? That's like moshing to Jimmy Hendrix.. you just don't do it... and if you do.. your a douchebox.
Let me just say that I have been to just about ever genre and sub-genre of musics show.. and never have I ever experienced such a selfish crowd. They had no regard for other people and if someone fell you were on your own. There were a few cool people but other than the 3 I encountered everyone else was simply wanting to push and fight. Even satanic metals crowds are friendlier than the Clutch fan-base in Dallas
Well Garrett decided that getting beat up for Clutch just wasn't his idea of a good time.. so he set off to get the Kamchatka cd. I stayed in hope that the crowd would settle down and that I could actually enjoy the only good part of Clutches set.. the music. The crowd never settled down and after Earl and Ed got their ass' kicked by Britney and Paris's boyfriends I decided that I would rather be outside celebrating the Dallas Stars' big win.
Its sad to say that the highlight of my first Clutch show was the Stars winning and seeing Kamchatka.
Seriously.. check em out
love,
me
After finding out that Donna's birthday fell upon the same date as my Ministry concert. I sacrificed the tickets and used that money for Clutch ones. I figured I'd enjoy them as much as Ministry and be able to chill out during the show to. Man was I wrong
I had left for Clutch expecting a good time, some jamming and a neat crowd. What I found was a crowd where it seemed like everyone had something to prove. Garrett and I arrived good and early.. planning on getting some "booze" before the show started. So we show up... get our booze and set off to make our way to the front. We get up there and after 2 beers for me and 2 Jack&Cokes for Garrett Kamchatka comes on.
Now if you dig bluesy rock alternative stuff, these guys will fucking blow your socks off. They are from Sweden and are the most gracious band Ive met in quite some time. Most local bands Ive met aren't as gracious and chill as these guys. Plus the guitarist is classically trained in blues guitar and man... you can tell. They were AMAZING. And I'll just say this now.. I would've rather had watched Kamchatka play all night than see the Slugs also known as Clutch. The names Kamchatka, think Count Chocula. Check em out.
After an amazing set they moved their gear off and Clutch came on. They played a few jam songs and before he even started his vocals 2 dumb blond bitches pushed me(literally PUSHED!) and got in front of me and to the guys on the bar. The guys on the bar, a guy wearing a dale earnhardt camo shirt and a 30 yr old with braces, lets just call them Ed and Earl, fell right into the blond things traps(I'll name them Paris and Britney). I, at first, thought Paris was a man. She was about 2 times the height I am and each of her boobs probably added 10 lbs to her weight. Her face was so disturbingly mannish and her fake eyelashes looked like they were to fall off at any given moment. I wont even start on her nappy weaves. Her friends, Britney's hair looked like it was about to fall out of her head.. and needless to say Ed and Earl were digging em because they were flashing their whowhos all over to get that front bar spot. Long story short on this one.. Earl got punched in the back of the head by yours truely for being a complete douchebox and about 3 other guys jumped on him after I was finished. You just don't me for accidently bumping into you. If you do.. you don't get away with it.
Well, when the vocalist started singing I realized the band hadn't moved... at all. Not even facial expressions.. They were like zombies on stage playing for a fucking check. I thought Maynard was physically a disappointment on stage. Yet the vocalist from Clutch made Maynard look like a kid with A.D.D. He never smiled, he never really moved, he had a disgruntled look and it was typically staying.. maybe he was just upset with how his fans were acting. I don't know. The sound was great but I was so disappointed in the bands attitude. On top of that the fucking crowd was moshing.. to clutch... what the hell? That's like moshing to Jimmy Hendrix.. you just don't do it... and if you do.. your a douchebox.
Let me just say that I have been to just about ever genre and sub-genre of musics show.. and never have I ever experienced such a selfish crowd. They had no regard for other people and if someone fell you were on your own. There were a few cool people but other than the 3 I encountered everyone else was simply wanting to push and fight. Even satanic metals crowds are friendlier than the Clutch fan-base in Dallas
Well Garrett decided that getting beat up for Clutch just wasn't his idea of a good time.. so he set off to get the Kamchatka cd. I stayed in hope that the crowd would settle down and that I could actually enjoy the only good part of Clutches set.. the music. The crowd never settled down and after Earl and Ed got their ass' kicked by Britney and Paris's boyfriends I decided that I would rather be outside celebrating the Dallas Stars' big win.
Its sad to say that the highlight of my first Clutch show was the Stars winning and seeing Kamchatka.
Seriously.. check em out
love,
me