w00t for tuesday night
ahem. i have just returned from the Gnarles Barkley/Red Hot Chilli Peppers show.
meh...
it was alright. the doors opened at 7:30 & we arrived at 8:10. Gnarles Barkley was already done & we had missed it entirely. boo.
our seats were in the nosebleeds, but they were free. the beer was $6 a pop though... & the Peppers were... well, lackluster. they're getting old, i guess. there were no penis-socks or crazy antics. Flea mumbled a few things to the audience from time to time but Anthony never spoke at all & didn't even take his shirt off. the set never evolved or changed or surprised us, it just was. they played only the new stuff, which i'm not very familiar w/ b/c it all sounds just like Under the Bridge (the most overplayed song of my high school career & therefore my least favorite). they did play Give It Away for the encore, but Flea prefaced it w/ something like "& here's one for our old(er) fans"... ahem.
don't remind me... that now I AM one of the oldies, content to sit way up in row U & drink my beer, reminiscing w/ my cronies about the good ol' days when the band really rawked, tapping my foot & maybe getting a little shoulder-dancing in on the faster numbers... polite applause only between songs... eager to dash out halfway through the encore to avoid traffic... & doesn't even bother to look at the t-shirt selection for sale in the lobby... oh god.
well... at least i'm not a Chaperone Mom...
all in all, i'm glad i didn't pay $50 to see this show. but for a free show, it was a damn fine way to spend a tuesday night. the best part was the 1.5 hour drive listening to rand & devon's stories of madness & mayhem...
oh, & now that smoking isn't allowed inside the venue, they have a hazer in the sound booth that emits... well, haze. y'know, for that nice concerty-smokey effect... b/c it just ain't the same if you can clearly see the other side of the auditorium...
also weird: the ubiquitous blue glow of cell phones dotting the human sea below... this millenium is so weird... not at all like the one i grew up in. sigh... everything changes.
in summary: Peppers, gimme Freaky Styley, Mother's Milk or Blood Sugar Sex Magic any day, but you can keep your Stadium Arcadium... unless of COURSE you're gonna giveitawayNOW.
meh...
it was alright. the doors opened at 7:30 & we arrived at 8:10. Gnarles Barkley was already done & we had missed it entirely. boo.
our seats were in the nosebleeds, but they were free. the beer was $6 a pop though... & the Peppers were... well, lackluster. they're getting old, i guess. there were no penis-socks or crazy antics. Flea mumbled a few things to the audience from time to time but Anthony never spoke at all & didn't even take his shirt off. the set never evolved or changed or surprised us, it just was. they played only the new stuff, which i'm not very familiar w/ b/c it all sounds just like Under the Bridge (the most overplayed song of my high school career & therefore my least favorite). they did play Give It Away for the encore, but Flea prefaced it w/ something like "& here's one for our old(er) fans"... ahem.
don't remind me... that now I AM one of the oldies, content to sit way up in row U & drink my beer, reminiscing w/ my cronies about the good ol' days when the band really rawked, tapping my foot & maybe getting a little shoulder-dancing in on the faster numbers... polite applause only between songs... eager to dash out halfway through the encore to avoid traffic... & doesn't even bother to look at the t-shirt selection for sale in the lobby... oh god.
well... at least i'm not a Chaperone Mom...
all in all, i'm glad i didn't pay $50 to see this show. but for a free show, it was a damn fine way to spend a tuesday night. the best part was the 1.5 hour drive listening to rand & devon's stories of madness & mayhem...
oh, & now that smoking isn't allowed inside the venue, they have a hazer in the sound booth that emits... well, haze. y'know, for that nice concerty-smokey effect... b/c it just ain't the same if you can clearly see the other side of the auditorium...
also weird: the ubiquitous blue glow of cell phones dotting the human sea below... this millenium is so weird... not at all like the one i grew up in. sigh... everything changes.
in summary: Peppers, gimme Freaky Styley, Mother's Milk or Blood Sugar Sex Magic any day, but you can keep your Stadium Arcadium... unless of COURSE you're gonna giveitawayNOW.