We've had them here, And the real stars are still to appear.
The sky leaked water on our heads for four hours while we stood on the lawn at the Darien Lake Performing Arts Center. Jenny was cold, and her boy wasn't very helpful. I was content in my hoody and trench coat.
Mötley Crüe came on first. Their show was more about....the special effects than anything else. The band members stood in one place and played their instruments while the light show, flame spouting bowl things, smoke, or dancing girls kept the crowd entertained. The girls were wearing very little and acted ass......dramatic aids on various songs. Crosses loomed over the stage. The screen behind the band flashed pictures of the devil, George W. Bush, and various dictators from Europe or the Middle East, upside down crucifixes, soft porn (can't describe it any other way), and a music videoesque thing for the song "Same Old Situation". Before they left someone smashed his guitar on stage and dropped it into the audience. (causing a small riot then we died the end)
Whenever the singer wasn't performing, a stream of profanity came out of his mouth, to what end I couldn’t tell.
During all of that Jenny and I talked about politics, the president, the war in Iraq, faith, freedom of speech, and whether the side show girls traveled with the band as....additional bad members....for the tour. "They can express themselves however they want. It’s to excite the audience." She assured me. I'd say yes, but were we excited? No.
The boys joked constantly that Steve Tyler's lips would need support to stay up, or that we better stay back for when he devour the audience in front of the stage. They were funny at first. When Aerosmith came out the stage was clean and well lit. Tyler was constantly hanging off of Perry. Perry was constantly changing his shirt and guitar. He had a different guitar for every other song, and a different shirt after every set of three. For a whole song the shirt would be buttoned up to the top, and then it disintegrated. One time he took off a scarlet frilly button up and whipped the floor with it. The boys laughed. Tyler's voice deteriorated over the night, by the end it was hoarse and Perry was doing all the in-between songs talking. "He's in the back holding his bleeding throat" One of the guys insisted. During "Walk This Way" an American flag was displayed on the screen, probably to match Perry's flag themed guitar. "In a very different way for a very different purpose." Jenny said.
As we were walking out, Jenny's boy said, "So how was your first concert experience? All while Mötley Crüe was playing I was thinking 'wow she's probably hating this'." What a sweet observant boys! He even drove home through the traffic and stuff while the two of us slept. Only a sweet considerate boyfriend would subject himself to the two hours of stop and go traffic to get to the thruway.
Mötley Crüe came on first. Their show was more about....the special effects than anything else. The band members stood in one place and played their instruments while the light show, flame spouting bowl things, smoke, or dancing girls kept the crowd entertained. The girls were wearing very little and acted ass......dramatic aids on various songs. Crosses loomed over the stage. The screen behind the band flashed pictures of the devil, George W. Bush, and various dictators from Europe or the Middle East, upside down crucifixes, soft porn (can't describe it any other way), and a music videoesque thing for the song "Same Old Situation". Before they left someone smashed his guitar on stage and dropped it into the audience. (causing a small riot then we died the end)
Whenever the singer wasn't performing, a stream of profanity came out of his mouth, to what end I couldn’t tell.
During all of that Jenny and I talked about politics, the president, the war in Iraq, faith, freedom of speech, and whether the side show girls traveled with the band as....additional bad members....for the tour. "They can express themselves however they want. It’s to excite the audience." She assured me. I'd say yes, but were we excited? No.
The boys joked constantly that Steve Tyler's lips would need support to stay up, or that we better stay back for when he devour the audience in front of the stage. They were funny at first. When Aerosmith came out the stage was clean and well lit. Tyler was constantly hanging off of Perry. Perry was constantly changing his shirt and guitar. He had a different guitar for every other song, and a different shirt after every set of three. For a whole song the shirt would be buttoned up to the top, and then it disintegrated. One time he took off a scarlet frilly button up and whipped the floor with it. The boys laughed. Tyler's voice deteriorated over the night, by the end it was hoarse and Perry was doing all the in-between songs talking. "He's in the back holding his bleeding throat" One of the guys insisted. During "Walk This Way" an American flag was displayed on the screen, probably to match Perry's flag themed guitar. "In a very different way for a very different purpose." Jenny said.
As we were walking out, Jenny's boy said, "So how was your first concert experience? All while Mötley Crüe was playing I was thinking 'wow she's probably hating this'." What a sweet observant boys! He even drove home through the traffic and stuff while the two of us slept. Only a sweet considerate boyfriend would subject himself to the two hours of stop and go traffic to get to the thruway.