Foo Fighters: Back and Forth.
Picture this, Internet: you're in a theater with a lot of rock fans who have been drinking. The music documentary/3D concert is having technical difficulties and doesn't start for an hour and fifteen minutes. (The manager on duty said the company was having satellite problems, so it wasn't their fault. I wonder.) When the documentary does start, it takes up a tenth of the screen, it cuts off the heads of the people in the movie, and it's already two-thirds of the way done. When the concert starts, the 3D is so out-of-whack that you can't wear your glasses and see anything, and taking them off only helps a little.
To put it mildly, it's not a pretty sight.
Combine this with the fact that the theater charged $21 a ticket, and you'll probably understand why people started throwing their glasses at the screen. Add to it the fact that no one got refunds after it ended - you had to leave before or during to get one - and you'll understand why a woman leaving the theater dumped a medium popcorn in the middle of the lobby.
What I saw of the documentary was great. It started to work when they were talking about one of their guitarists joining up, so if there was anything about Nirvana (and judging by the end credits, there was), I missed it. And the band was already an entity, so anything about the first album and formation was gone.
What I did see was discussion of when the band started to click, Taylor's overdose, the tiff they had when they were trying to record One By One and when Dave went off to drum for Queens of the Stone Age, the way they pulled together again when both Queens and Foo played Coachella, playing Wembley (which, wow, I'd love to do that so much), and the recording of their latest album.
The last was by far my favorite: they recorded at Dave's house using old-school tape and recording methods (it looked like they rehearsed in his garage). There was a point where Dave was trying to write lyrics, and his daughter (who looked three or four, maybe) insisted they had to go swimming. So he wrote his lyrics, and while his backing vocalist recorded, he went swimming with his daughter. When he listened to the take, he was still wet from the pool.
The sound quality for the music was good, even if the video was all kinds of messed up. I was so sad I couldn't see what was going on clearly, in either 2D or 3D; there were a lot of great shots of the drums and guitar, which is obviously relevant to my interests. As it was, I could tell the general setup of the drum kit, when they retuned their guitars, and when Taylor was mouthing the count. (He and Dave also shared ~looks. Heh.)
Anyway, it would've been a worthwhile excursion, if a little overly expensive, had the whole thing worked. But it didn't. At least I get a fun story to tell?
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To put it mildly, it's not a pretty sight.
Combine this with the fact that the theater charged $21 a ticket, and you'll probably understand why people started throwing their glasses at the screen. Add to it the fact that no one got refunds after it ended - you had to leave before or during to get one - and you'll understand why a woman leaving the theater dumped a medium popcorn in the middle of the lobby.
What I saw of the documentary was great. It started to work when they were talking about one of their guitarists joining up, so if there was anything about Nirvana (and judging by the end credits, there was), I missed it. And the band was already an entity, so anything about the first album and formation was gone.
What I did see was discussion of when the band started to click, Taylor's overdose, the tiff they had when they were trying to record One By One and when Dave went off to drum for Queens of the Stone Age, the way they pulled together again when both Queens and Foo played Coachella, playing Wembley (which, wow, I'd love to do that so much), and the recording of their latest album.
The last was by far my favorite: they recorded at Dave's house using old-school tape and recording methods (it looked like they rehearsed in his garage). There was a point where Dave was trying to write lyrics, and his daughter (who looked three or four, maybe) insisted they had to go swimming. So he wrote his lyrics, and while his backing vocalist recorded, he went swimming with his daughter. When he listened to the take, he was still wet from the pool.
The sound quality for the music was good, even if the video was all kinds of messed up. I was so sad I couldn't see what was going on clearly, in either 2D or 3D; there were a lot of great shots of the drums and guitar, which is obviously relevant to my interests. As it was, I could tell the general setup of the drum kit, when they retuned their guitars, and when Taylor was mouthing the count. (He and Dave also shared ~looks. Heh.)
Anyway, it would've been a worthwhile excursion, if a little overly expensive, had the whole thing worked. But it didn't. At least I get a fun story to tell?
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comment[s]). Feel free to comment on either entry.