Post-Show Review: Lostprophets & Chevelle…
But first, here is a survey? quiz? thingy stolen from valkyrjan...
1. Put your playlist on random.
2. Grab the first line of the first song.
3. Grab the second line of the second song.
4. Grab the third line of the third song.
5. Follow this order until you have 10 songs.
6. List them.
Sitting in the morning sun
The celebration starts with laughter
And the cannibal
She takes everything they take
I looked at the clock when you creep in
Smell the smoke in the hall we gettin' bent out
But it's not what they say now
I've been chasing the life I'm dreaming
Ich hätte Lust mich auszuziehen
Spin the record till the record done spinning
- Otis Redding “Sitting on the dock of the bay”
- Sondre Lerche “Days That Are Over”
- Phantom Planet “Big Brat”
- Sneaker Pimps “Post Modern Sleaze”
- Sheryl Crow “My Favorite Mistake”
- Master P feat. Ice Cube “You Know I’m a Hoe”
- No Knife “Academy Flight Song”
- Kylie Minogue “Come Into My World”
- Rammstein “Keine Lust”
- Mos Def “Ghetto Rock”
Well, fuck. I got Ryan lost on the way to the Sunset Station (located directly behind the Alamodome). Before you jump to conclusions about my directional skills, please note that downtown San Antonio has tons of hidden crevices, and the Alamodome is in one of them. We had to travel through ghetto neighborhoods, but we were mostly safe. Damn one-way streets, so useless.
We arrived to a horrendous parking situation, and a rapidly growing crowd. They took my permanent marker away at the security checkpoint, threw it in the trash. LAAAAAME! Then, I had to piss like a race horse, 5 minutes before the first band started (Vendetta Red). They were decent, and I could appreciate the sound they were trying to develop. They just need some time to branch out their music. Let it be known that San Antonio treats opening national tour acts like shit, and it’s terrible that bands like the Blood Brothers have received shouts of obscenities when putting on a fucking show. But overall, VR had good stage presence and provided an easy listen.
Lostprophets were up next, and the crowd was hyped. They played an AMAZING set, and Ian’s commentary was awesome. The only downside was that they didn’t play “Handsome Life of Swing.” The entire place was crazy though, and the band’s energy was spectacular throughout. Here are the songs I remember hearing: “We Still Kill the Old Way”, “To Hell We Ride”, “Wake Up (Make A Move)”, “Last TrainHome”, “I Don’t Know”, “Last Summer”, “Start Something”, “Burn, Burn”, and “Shinobi vs. Dragon Ninja”. I’m definitely pleased to see how far they’ve come in two years, they totally deserve it.
Finally, it was time for Chevelle. Sam Loeffler’s drum set was equipped with a Star Wars figurine, fucking TUFF! They had a really atmospheric lighting system, and the vibe was intense. So, the band takes the stage and the intro begins…bursting into “Another Know It All”. Holy fucking shit, that was some heavy ass bass they had going on. It was like some tribal-fusion-alt-metal stuff. Here are the rest of the songs I remember, in no particular order: “Send the Pain Below”, “Closure”, “Red”, “Family System”, “Comfortable Liar”, “The Clincher”, “Wonder What’s Next”, “Get Some”, “Vitamin R”, and “Emotional Drought”. It was almost a completely flawless set, except they didn’t play “Mia”. I imagine if they had played it, everyone would have fainted because no one could handle that much goodness. They totally exceeded my expectations as a live act, and I’m definitely going to pick up the remaining albums. I suggest anyone skeptical about them give them a listen. They have an amazingly well defined sound, and the choruses are fantastic (on level with Staind’s first two albums). And if you don’t like the first two Staind albums, you’re full of shit and belong on the following list…
People at concerts who need to be strapped to bottle rockets and kicked in the groin upon liftoff:
1) Stupid fuckers with ugly/weak ass girlfriends that use them as shields to cut into the crowd. I don’t understand why you would bring your girlfriend to a show that you know is going to be physical. You are a shit face, and totally deserved the fat kneeing you in the ass.
2) People who sweat a lot and keep throwing the “RAWK!” sign at musicians. That is sooo gross. I’m designing a cell for music venues to specifically accomadate those individuals.
3) Hemophiliacs in the mosh pit. Yea, I guess it’s pretty manly to bleed in the middle of the pit, but sometimes things get out of hand. Like when you bust your nose and it won’t stop bleeding, and you keep moshing anyway. Get a band-aid or something.
4) Old men who hide in the crowd taking pictures of the show attendees. I hope you enjoy the middle fingers I kept giving you -- secret police.
5) Ravers. Not cool. You don’t impress anyone with your rhythmic gyrations, and you deserve to have a beer bottle broken on your face. Repeatedly.
And that concludes this entry. I’ve got some awesome news to share with you folks in the next post, sometime tomorrow. Peace out.