(Jeez Louise, I have to post a thread for the show I went to yesterday.)
The crowd withstanding, the Dallas show was a very entertaining concert through and through from TV on the Radio to NIN. It was very nice to see a change in both the setlist and stage setup, although I wish NIN would freshen up the last three songs played in the setlist.
Me and my partner in crime, MrTangent, drove straight down to Dallas late Friday evening and arrived around 2 am. After crashing for a few hours sleep, we went to the Smirnoff Music Centre around 1 pm where we sat on concrete, waiting in the Spiral queue all afternoon. It was very warm, but at least we had shaded trees and beverages to keep up rested before the show. We weren't let into the venue until close to 6 pm or shortly after and discovered that the pit was very, very small. No more than 200 people max for the pit. "Sweet!," I thought to myself: the less people, the less hassle.
I couldn't have been more fucking wrong.
The crowd was very relaxed and calm until after Bauhaus' set, but more on that later.
Some quick thoughts on the first two bands:
* I was pleasantly surprised by how "rock" TV on the Radio are live; their songs have a lot more punch and energy live than on the album. The lead singer reminded me of Saul Williams in an odd way, in that they are both intense and passionate performers live. There were times throughout the band's short set that felt like a revival, with the singer jumping all around the stage; eyes closed with a mic to his hand.
* Bauhaus were very fun to watch. Daniel Ash was definitely representing the Glam squad with his huge white bug-eye sunglasses, white fur vest and platform boots. However, I found Peter Murphy to be delightfully campy and histrionic onstage. He walked out in an aplomb manner, dressed ever so elegantly in a black velvet(teen) Edwardian suit. Throughout Bauhaus' set, Murphy walked the stage and struck statuesque poses. It sounds downright pretentious, but dammit, a bit of the dandy is missing in today's entertainers. If you're a fan of Marc Bolan or David Bowie, then his demeanor onstage wouldn't be out of the ordinary. The only complaint I have is that Murphy's vocals were turned down too low; there were many songs I didn't recognize at first due to this problem.
Onward to NIN. . .
As soon as Bauhaus' hour-long set was over, the impatient assholes started to creep their way towards the front. No surprise there; I've delt with at past shows so I wasn't expecting any worse. However, I failed to remember the crucial importance of good venue security to handle the fucking cretins who can make it absolutely unbearable to be near the rail. (Before you call me out as being a "whimpy girl", I've held my ground easily on the rail at previous NIN shows, so I'm whinging because of that.) No sooner has the band walked out--with the house lights on!--to starkly perform "Somewhat Damaged", did the madness ensue. The push towards the front didn't relent for the entire show. The apex for me was near the end of "You Know What You Are?" when Aaron unexpectedly jumped into the crowd in front of me; knocking me over like a pair of bowling pins. Before I knew it, I was on the floor. I saw glimpses of Aaron beside me as the crowd encircled him to get closer. Suddenly I had thoughts of The Who, Roskilde, etc. flash through my head and I panicked. I screamed for someone to help me, but no one paid any heed. Somehow I managed to both pull my wits together and myself up by the shirts of the ignorant assholes around me. No sooner had I pulled myself back up did a guy next to me ask if I was "okay".
Grrrrr!
Needless to say, this incident took me out of the show for awhile, while I attempted to calm myself down and kept my footing.
*sigh*
Okay, onto the show. . .
I like the barebones intro with just the band walking out onstage to start the concert. Frankly, I think this is more climatic than waiting for the obvious cues like the fall leg, i.e. "Pinion" cut to the screened stage. The unexpectant is more exciting and less predictable, IMO. Trent was like a caged prisoner behind the LED wall; singing "Somewhat Damaged" whilst glaring into the crowd ahead. It was either during the first or second song when Trent developed a nose bleed. I'm guessing that Trent bumped his nose too hard against his microphone, eh.
The highlights for me were Non-Entity and the La Mer/Into the Void melody. God damn, does Non-Entity sound great live and with a full band!
Also, Trent "ejaculated" water out his bottle in perfect sync to the beginning of GDML, hehehe.
And to clarify for those who couldn't hear over the loud audience--Trent gave two, short remarks to the audience. The first was about Dimebag and how bittersweet it was to be back in Texas. The second was to thank us for being the "best fucking fans". And now you know.
The setlist:
Somewhat Damaged
You Know What You Are?
Sin
Terrible Lie
March Of The Pigs
Something I Can Never Have
Closer
Burn
Gave Up
Help Me I'm In Hell
Non Entity
Only
Wish
La Mer
Into The Void
The Big Comedown
Suck
Get Down Make Love
Hurt
The Hand That Feeds
Head Like A Hole
The crowd withstanding, the Dallas show was a very entertaining concert through and through from TV on the Radio to NIN. It was very nice to see a change in both the setlist and stage setup, although I wish NIN would freshen up the last three songs played in the setlist.
Me and my partner in crime, MrTangent, drove straight down to Dallas late Friday evening and arrived around 2 am. After crashing for a few hours sleep, we went to the Smirnoff Music Centre around 1 pm where we sat on concrete, waiting in the Spiral queue all afternoon. It was very warm, but at least we had shaded trees and beverages to keep up rested before the show. We weren't let into the venue until close to 6 pm or shortly after and discovered that the pit was very, very small. No more than 200 people max for the pit. "Sweet!," I thought to myself: the less people, the less hassle.
I couldn't have been more fucking wrong.
The crowd was very relaxed and calm until after Bauhaus' set, but more on that later.
Some quick thoughts on the first two bands:
* I was pleasantly surprised by how "rock" TV on the Radio are live; their songs have a lot more punch and energy live than on the album. The lead singer reminded me of Saul Williams in an odd way, in that they are both intense and passionate performers live. There were times throughout the band's short set that felt like a revival, with the singer jumping all around the stage; eyes closed with a mic to his hand.
* Bauhaus were very fun to watch. Daniel Ash was definitely representing the Glam squad with his huge white bug-eye sunglasses, white fur vest and platform boots. However, I found Peter Murphy to be delightfully campy and histrionic onstage. He walked out in an aplomb manner, dressed ever so elegantly in a black velvet(teen) Edwardian suit. Throughout Bauhaus' set, Murphy walked the stage and struck statuesque poses. It sounds downright pretentious, but dammit, a bit of the dandy is missing in today's entertainers. If you're a fan of Marc Bolan or David Bowie, then his demeanor onstage wouldn't be out of the ordinary. The only complaint I have is that Murphy's vocals were turned down too low; there were many songs I didn't recognize at first due to this problem.
Onward to NIN. . .
As soon as Bauhaus' hour-long set was over, the impatient assholes started to creep their way towards the front. No surprise there; I've delt with at past shows so I wasn't expecting any worse. However, I failed to remember the crucial importance of good venue security to handle the fucking cretins who can make it absolutely unbearable to be near the rail. (Before you call me out as being a "whimpy girl", I've held my ground easily on the rail at previous NIN shows, so I'm whinging because of that.) No sooner has the band walked out--with the house lights on!--to starkly perform "Somewhat Damaged", did the madness ensue. The push towards the front didn't relent for the entire show. The apex for me was near the end of "You Know What You Are?" when Aaron unexpectedly jumped into the crowd in front of me; knocking me over like a pair of bowling pins. Before I knew it, I was on the floor. I saw glimpses of Aaron beside me as the crowd encircled him to get closer. Suddenly I had thoughts of The Who, Roskilde, etc. flash through my head and I panicked. I screamed for someone to help me, but no one paid any heed. Somehow I managed to both pull my wits together and myself up by the shirts of the ignorant assholes around me. No sooner had I pulled myself back up did a guy next to me ask if I was "okay".
Grrrrr!
Needless to say, this incident took me out of the show for awhile, while I attempted to calm myself down and kept my footing.
*sigh*
Okay, onto the show. . .
I like the barebones intro with just the band walking out onstage to start the concert. Frankly, I think this is more climatic than waiting for the obvious cues like the fall leg, i.e. "Pinion" cut to the screened stage. The unexpectant is more exciting and less predictable, IMO. Trent was like a caged prisoner behind the LED wall; singing "Somewhat Damaged" whilst glaring into the crowd ahead. It was either during the first or second song when Trent developed a nose bleed. I'm guessing that Trent bumped his nose too hard against his microphone, eh.
The highlights for me were Non-Entity and the La Mer/Into the Void melody. God damn, does Non-Entity sound great live and with a full band!
And to clarify for those who couldn't hear over the loud audience--Trent gave two, short remarks to the audience. The first was about Dimebag and how bittersweet it was to be back in Texas. The second was to thank us for being the "best fucking fans". And now you know.
The setlist:
Somewhat Damaged
You Know What You Are?
Sin
Terrible Lie
March Of The Pigs
Something I Can Never Have
Closer
Burn
Gave Up
Help Me I'm In Hell
Non Entity
Only
Wish
La Mer
Into The Void
The Big Comedown
Suck
Get Down Make Love
Hurt
The Hand That Feeds
Head Like A Hole