there goes my hero....
so just when i had forgotten how disappointed i was about missing what i was sure would be an amazing musical experience-
i happen to come across this in the morning newspaper:
Not quite ready for arena time
By A.D. Amorosi
For The Inquirer
Grammy wins are great. And for Dave Grohl, outrunning the legend of his first band, Nirvana, by making his own music memorable is even better.
Despite selling out the Wachovia Spectrum on Thursday night, though, with the lure of the Foo Fighters' quiet verses, blaring choruses, and wary-yet-romantic lyrics, Dave Grohl isn't comfortable as an arena rocker yet.
Grohl strode the stage's extended catwalk like a Project Runway vixen,(Make it work, Dave!) barking through Beatlesque janglers new ("Cheer Up, Boys") and old ("Learn to Fly").
Still, rock-god heroics weren't an easy fit.
The quartet's dull "Stacked Actors" came with a lame drum solo and lamer blues riffs. The band rushed stumblingly through the hits "Times Like These" and "The Pretender." And as for Grohl asking his percussionist to play the "baddest-ass triangle solo" in "arena rock" history? Ugh.
The growling, shaggy-haired singer-guitarist was no stadium hero - he seemingly eschewed the role as often as he accepted it.
But that's good. Grohl's a punk at heart. And the Foos gave some of their hits the powerful rush of hardcore, riding their melodies with head-banging punch. They managed to make the usual cornball arena moment - when a small stage drops down and a band goes acoustic - intimate. Like making the violin- and squeezebox-filled "Skin and Bones" into a tender country shuffle.(this is where my original regret begins to rear it's ugly head once again...)
And they made the night's best moment, the Kurt Cobain requiem "My Hero," into a Springsteenian romp. Good stuff.
The first opener, the politicized punks of Against Me!(WAHOO!!-love these guys!), proved their arena-rock mettle with a curt grandeur(like this description) that included singer Tom Gabel making "From Her Lips to God's Ears" sound operatic.
But where the operatic is concerned, nobody bests Serj Tankian. Tankian, the System of a Down founder who put out his solo debut album last year, introduced his songs in a playfully high voice, calling "Lie Lie Lie" a cross between "Borat and Romeo and Juliet."
That didn't blunt the rage of his socially charged songs, or his clear, dynamic voice, which went from guttural growl to shining falsetto to caramel-smooth croon through his thrashing metal best, like "Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition."
Maybe these guys would come over and play in my basement. " rock-god heroics"? bring it on!!
welcome back, me
i happen to come across this in the morning newspaper:
Not quite ready for arena time
By A.D. Amorosi
For The Inquirer
Grammy wins are great. And for Dave Grohl, outrunning the legend of his first band, Nirvana, by making his own music memorable is even better.
Despite selling out the Wachovia Spectrum on Thursday night, though, with the lure of the Foo Fighters' quiet verses, blaring choruses, and wary-yet-romantic lyrics, Dave Grohl isn't comfortable as an arena rocker yet.
Grohl strode the stage's extended catwalk like a Project Runway vixen,(Make it work, Dave!) barking through Beatlesque janglers new ("Cheer Up, Boys") and old ("Learn to Fly").
Still, rock-god heroics weren't an easy fit.
The quartet's dull "Stacked Actors" came with a lame drum solo and lamer blues riffs. The band rushed stumblingly through the hits "Times Like These" and "The Pretender." And as for Grohl asking his percussionist to play the "baddest-ass triangle solo" in "arena rock" history? Ugh.
The growling, shaggy-haired singer-guitarist was no stadium hero - he seemingly eschewed the role as often as he accepted it.
But that's good. Grohl's a punk at heart. And the Foos gave some of their hits the powerful rush of hardcore, riding their melodies with head-banging punch. They managed to make the usual cornball arena moment - when a small stage drops down and a band goes acoustic - intimate. Like making the violin- and squeezebox-filled "Skin and Bones" into a tender country shuffle.(this is where my original regret begins to rear it's ugly head once again...)
And they made the night's best moment, the Kurt Cobain requiem "My Hero," into a Springsteenian romp. Good stuff.
The first opener, the politicized punks of Against Me!(WAHOO!!-love these guys!), proved their arena-rock mettle with a curt grandeur(like this description) that included singer Tom Gabel making "From Her Lips to God's Ears" sound operatic.
But where the operatic is concerned, nobody bests Serj Tankian. Tankian, the System of a Down founder who put out his solo debut album last year, introduced his songs in a playfully high voice, calling "Lie Lie Lie" a cross between "Borat and Romeo and Juliet."
That didn't blunt the rage of his socially charged songs, or his clear, dynamic voice, which went from guttural growl to shining falsetto to caramel-smooth croon through his thrashing metal best, like "Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition."
Maybe these guys would come over and play in my basement. " rock-god heroics"? bring it on!!
welcome back, me