Good day friends, I come to slightly overhung and under the weather, but happy. I hope you're feeling good too. Last I attended a concert for the ages. This was the highly anticipated Cheap Trick, Heart, and Journey "trifecta from heaven" show as I was calling it to myself.
This concert showed up early on the radar, and boy was I glad we bought tickets early. Nissan Pavilion on this dreary, drizzly night was packed to the limit. After making excellent time there, we of course did some light tailgating with some rum and cokes, and some beer. We then shuffle into the show.
We find a solid good spot in the center of the lawn. Cheap Trick hits the stage. They do their normal carrying-on, introducing themselves repeatedly to the point that its comical. Lets not forget their entrance, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the best band in the world, CHEAP TRICK!!!" Cheap Trick hit us with their line up of "Dream Police", "If You Want My Love", "Surrender", and "I Want You to Want Me". Along with the great songs, they pulled out their marvelous gimmicks including Tom Petersson's 12-string bass and Robin Zander's 5-neck guitar. Though gratuitous, its amazing. And to top off Cheap Trick's set, Deen Castronovo* and Jonathan Cain of Journey came out and did a song with them.
After about 15 minutes and time to get a drink and t-shirt, the lights dropped and out came Heart. Don't be fooled by the soft name, or the beautiful two front women, Ann and Nancy Wilson. These chicks will rock your fillings loose. This is the first performance at a rock concert that gave me goosebumps. I got chills when they covered "Love Reign O'er Me" by The Who. Ann has "the pipes". Her voice can bring you to your knees. Recordings and videos do no justice to the power they bring to you in person. After a powerful and moving set, the crowd was electric and rowdy demanding an encore. After making us wait close to five minutes, they came and delivered an encore version of "Crazy on You". One more thing that helps is that these women, even at their age are good looking, then with the talent they bring, I'm not going to lie, are drop dead sexy to me.
At this point, I'm already starting to suffer fatigue. Heart brings such a well rounded, almost perfect music production to the stage, its hard to fathom that they were not the featured act. They were coming up. There was a rarely experienced sense of energy and anticipation in the air as Journey was being set up on the stage. So much energy that before Journey hit the stage, "Back in Black" by AC/DC is played on the PA and everyone stood up and danced, as if AC/DC just took the stage.
Finally, Journey hits the stage hard with "Never Walk Away" from the new album, "Revelation". The first three notes sang by the new lead singer, Arnel Pineda, demonstrated that he was for real, and that Journey truly is back strong and not going anywhere. Journey's set was a mix of new songs, including "After All These Years" and "Where Did I Lose Your Love" and old hits like "Don't Stop Believin'" and "Open Arms". A big highlight was hearing "Separate Ways" performed live. I won't lie, with the assistance of the alcohol and the adrenaline boost from Heart, I went nuts, absolutely nuts, for this song. Journey also did a song that no one seemed to recognize, something about being a secret agent. It was pretty cool, but the crowd kind of took a breather for it. Journey closed the set with "Be Good to Yourself". They did come back out for an encore for which the hoarse crowd was chanting. "Anyway You Want It" slammed into our ear drums and drove everyone into a frenzy never before seen. I will admit this is my least favorite song by Journey, but live, and a little tipsy, the song contains a ton of energy that is hard to believe coming from a band that just did a seventy minute set of vocally grueling songs.
One of Journey's secret talents in the band, is their drummer, Deen Castronovo. Not only is he a great drummer, that has helped bring Journey's sound into modern times with his heavier style, his backing vocals really help support Arnel's lead vocal efforts. Many times you could hear Deen's voice belting through and its definitely nice.
Neal Schon, former guitarist with Santana, was of course amazing, and definitely on his A-game in his soloing this night. His performing has to be seen live. He is in the top tier of guitarists I've seen live now. The order of preference of guitarists I've now seen live would be:
1. Zakk Wylde (Black Label Society, Ozzy Osborne)
2. Neal Schon (Journey)
3. Dave Murray (Iron Maiden)
4. Tony Iommi (Black Sabbath)
5. John Petrucci (Dream Theater)
6. Chris Scholtes (Several Species)
7. Nancy Wilson (Heart)
8. Joe Perry (Aerosmith)
9. Glenn Tipton (Judas Priest)
10.Phil Campbell (Motorhead)
Well my friends, I think this blog entry has become long enough. In a few days I do plan to have a ratings entry for all the acts seen since January. True, I do have at least two more concerts planned for the calendar year, one is a three-peat and the other is "The Who". That one gets to stand on its own. Have a good weekend, friends.
*Thanks Anonymous for catching that error. Too much partying I guess ;-)
**Yes, I edited my guitar player list. I kinda forgot about John Petrucci, who is amazing
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
A Lesson in Metal
Hello friends and thanks again for reading. Its hard to believe I'm already at 31 entries. Tonight's entry is touch again on the topic of Heavy Metal. This is because of two reasons. The first was this past Thursday, some friends and I attended the second stop of the Metal Masters Tour. The second reason is because several people lately have made some insulting comments about metal, and my taste in it. These people though are, well for a lack of better wording, ignorant, in what metal is and its roots.
Heavy metal is a genre of rock music that came out of the rock and blues movement in the US and UK. Its defined by virtuosic guitar solos and driving beats. It developed out of the progressive psychedelic rock area. Some of the earliest metal bands are Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Deep Purple, and Iron Butterfly. That's right, so if you like Kashmir, Paranoid, Smoke on the Water, or In-na-godda-da- vita, you like some metal. These bands spurred off bands such as AC/DC which drives the blues aspect of metal, Judas Priest who dropped the blues feel and pushed the power chord and epic sound, and Motorhead, who added the element of punk rebellion to metal. Iron Maiden and Judas Priest developed the epic metal and the concept of British Steel. In the 1980's glam-rock was a cover really for metal bands such as Guns n Roses, Motley Crue, Dokken, and countless others. Metal gets a bad rap because of the sometimes dark or rebellious tones of the songs. The problem is that a lot of the imagery used in the darker metal comes straight from the book of revelations in the bible, from famous works of literature( Rime of the Ancient Mariner used by Iron Maiden), or right from society and the history books. At no point have the mainstream metal bands every sung for you to kill yourself, your mother, your dog, your neighbor, or your goldfish. If anyone really wanted to pay attention they would realize that most of the lead singers of the big metal bands are quite educated and are extremely fan oriented. Bruce Dickinson of Iron Maiden is a trained airline pilot and a historian. Rob Halford of Judas Priest has a three and a half octave vocal range. Ther'es serious skills there and amazing song writing occurring in metal. The only demonic, hate-filled music in metal is being made by the white supremacists or the dark, too serious for their own good thrash metal bands.
With that out of the way, I go into the Metal Masters Tour show last Thursday at the Nissan Pavilion. The line up was Testament (an American Thrash metal band from the 1990's), Motorhead (British metal band, some times referred to as biker metal or punk metal, formed 1975), Heaven and Hell (a reunion of Black Sabbath with Ronnie James Dio), and Judas Priest (British metal group, formed in 1970).
I must say Testament sounded a bit rusty but they started to get themselves going by the time their half hour set was up. I wanted to hear more of them. Not much else I can say about them.
Next up was Motorhead. I've not heard much of Motorhead, but I respect Lemmy (Lead vocals and bass) to no end. Motorhead came out and rocked the house and thats when the first bit of crowd behavior started becoming an issue. Motorhead put a solid hour long set together, featuring their big song, Ace of Spades. This is when things got loud.
The next band was Heaven and Hell. Their staging was quite elaborate with demons in the trees breathing fog and red eyes. Also lots of lighting effect, including turning Dio completely red. Tony Iommi, lead guitar, totally still tears it up after all these years. They chose to call themselves Heaven and Hell for this tour instead of Black Sabbath to not cause any confusion with the fact that Ozzy is doing a solo tour currently (which I attended back in January).
Judas Priest was the headliner and the act I was most interested to see. They have been in existance since 1970. Rob Halford is one of the biggest and most famous lead singers in rock, not just metal. They were smart and did the a song from the new album first, and then went digging into their back catalog. They even had Halford ride out his big motorcycle and sing Hell Bent for Leather from the back of the bike. Way cool. My only gripe was that they did Breakin' The Law early in the set and Halford did not sing the chorus even once. He had the crowd sing it. Sure thats fun, but damn it, I am there primarily for you to sing, not the drunks in earshot. Over all a great show.
On a side note, I must ask what is the appeal of going to these concerts with the purpose to get drunk? You pay good money only to drink and get in a fight, or ruin someone else's experience. I only say this because we had a group next to us that didn't recognize the area we had staked. We were staked at the front edge of the lawn, right before the 70 degree slope down to the sidewalk. The group next to us kept moving over and stood right in front of us, forcing themselves to keep balance on the hill. It almost seemed intentional, and appeared it was when one member of the group got his wish and found himself in a fist fight with one of his own friends, a guy he was hugging 5 minutes prior to the fight. Now I'm not saying there shouldn't be alcohol. Sure, have a drink or two, dance to the music in your own area, but why the violence? The music doesn't call for it, not even inspiring for violence. I guarantee Lemmy would say "Bloody hell, whats this fuckin bullshit mosh pit?" These bands come out and bow after their sets, they hug kids near the front and give out their drumsticks? You think they want you beating the crap out of each other? The true fans go and listen, have fun and appreciate. You look like an asshole, and a good bet is you are an asshole. Notice I don't even care if you smoke your weed or whatever there, none of my business, and I haven't seen a pothead try to punch his best friend for what seems to be for standing within ten feet of his woman. I have seen a drunk do that. Immature and useless.
Well my friends, I wish you good night. To quote Lemmy "We are Motorhead and we playing fucking rock n roll music, good night!"
Heavy metal is a genre of rock music that came out of the rock and blues movement in the US and UK. Its defined by virtuosic guitar solos and driving beats. It developed out of the progressive psychedelic rock area. Some of the earliest metal bands are Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Deep Purple, and Iron Butterfly. That's right, so if you like Kashmir, Paranoid, Smoke on the Water, or In-na-godda-da- vita, you like some metal. These bands spurred off bands such as AC/DC which drives the blues aspect of metal, Judas Priest who dropped the blues feel and pushed the power chord and epic sound, and Motorhead, who added the element of punk rebellion to metal. Iron Maiden and Judas Priest developed the epic metal and the concept of British Steel. In the 1980's glam-rock was a cover really for metal bands such as Guns n Roses, Motley Crue, Dokken, and countless others. Metal gets a bad rap because of the sometimes dark or rebellious tones of the songs. The problem is that a lot of the imagery used in the darker metal comes straight from the book of revelations in the bible, from famous works of literature( Rime of the Ancient Mariner used by Iron Maiden), or right from society and the history books. At no point have the mainstream metal bands every sung for you to kill yourself, your mother, your dog, your neighbor, or your goldfish. If anyone really wanted to pay attention they would realize that most of the lead singers of the big metal bands are quite educated and are extremely fan oriented. Bruce Dickinson of Iron Maiden is a trained airline pilot and a historian. Rob Halford of Judas Priest has a three and a half octave vocal range. Ther'es serious skills there and amazing song writing occurring in metal. The only demonic, hate-filled music in metal is being made by the white supremacists or the dark, too serious for their own good thrash metal bands.
With that out of the way, I go into the Metal Masters Tour show last Thursday at the Nissan Pavilion. The line up was Testament (an American Thrash metal band from the 1990's), Motorhead (British metal band, some times referred to as biker metal or punk metal, formed 1975), Heaven and Hell (a reunion of Black Sabbath with Ronnie James Dio), and Judas Priest (British metal group, formed in 1970).
I must say Testament sounded a bit rusty but they started to get themselves going by the time their half hour set was up. I wanted to hear more of them. Not much else I can say about them.
Next up was Motorhead. I've not heard much of Motorhead, but I respect Lemmy (Lead vocals and bass) to no end. Motorhead came out and rocked the house and thats when the first bit of crowd behavior started becoming an issue. Motorhead put a solid hour long set together, featuring their big song, Ace of Spades. This is when things got loud.
The next band was Heaven and Hell. Their staging was quite elaborate with demons in the trees breathing fog and red eyes. Also lots of lighting effect, including turning Dio completely red. Tony Iommi, lead guitar, totally still tears it up after all these years. They chose to call themselves Heaven and Hell for this tour instead of Black Sabbath to not cause any confusion with the fact that Ozzy is doing a solo tour currently (which I attended back in January).
Judas Priest was the headliner and the act I was most interested to see. They have been in existance since 1970. Rob Halford is one of the biggest and most famous lead singers in rock, not just metal. They were smart and did the a song from the new album first, and then went digging into their back catalog. They even had Halford ride out his big motorcycle and sing Hell Bent for Leather from the back of the bike. Way cool. My only gripe was that they did Breakin' The Law early in the set and Halford did not sing the chorus even once. He had the crowd sing it. Sure thats fun, but damn it, I am there primarily for you to sing, not the drunks in earshot. Over all a great show.
On a side note, I must ask what is the appeal of going to these concerts with the purpose to get drunk? You pay good money only to drink and get in a fight, or ruin someone else's experience. I only say this because we had a group next to us that didn't recognize the area we had staked. We were staked at the front edge of the lawn, right before the 70 degree slope down to the sidewalk. The group next to us kept moving over and stood right in front of us, forcing themselves to keep balance on the hill. It almost seemed intentional, and appeared it was when one member of the group got his wish and found himself in a fist fight with one of his own friends, a guy he was hugging 5 minutes prior to the fight. Now I'm not saying there shouldn't be alcohol. Sure, have a drink or two, dance to the music in your own area, but why the violence? The music doesn't call for it, not even inspiring for violence. I guarantee Lemmy would say "Bloody hell, whats this fuckin bullshit mosh pit?" These bands come out and bow after their sets, they hug kids near the front and give out their drumsticks? You think they want you beating the crap out of each other? The true fans go and listen, have fun and appreciate. You look like an asshole, and a good bet is you are an asshole. Notice I don't even care if you smoke your weed or whatever there, none of my business, and I haven't seen a pothead try to punch his best friend for what seems to be for standing within ten feet of his woman. I have seen a drunk do that. Immature and useless.
Well my friends, I wish you good night. To quote Lemmy "We are Motorhead and we playing fucking rock n roll music, good night!"
Monday, July 21, 2008
The Chicken Dinner, Rushed
Compatriots, I come to you bearing good news. I hope this news finds you all in good spirits and health. I am writing with a bit of a concert review. This past Saturday, I attended the "Snakes and Arrows Tour 2008 - An Evening with Rush" at the Nissan Pavilion in Bristow, Virginia.
I will first off hit you with some of the fun of going to a concert. I attended with Beth, and my hetero-musical life partner, Steve. We've been musically courting each other officially now for about 3 weeks. Steve and I are very similar in that we want to be early, we don't want to miss a thing, we never head to the parking lot early after the show either. So we got there shortly after the parking lot opened, popped out some hot dogs, chips, and some beer, and we had at the feast with a little Pink Floyd playing in the background. This is where the tee-shirt spotting began.
I like to observe the culture at each concert I go to. The easiest way to do that is simply by the tee-shirts people are wearing. I must say, at this concert, there was no trend really, except people felt there wasn't a need to wear a music oriented shirt. Most shirts were of Rush, which I don't like, for some reason it screams "Pathetic" to me, wearing the shirt of the band you're there to see (the only exception seems to be with Iron Maiden, where its more than acceptable to wear your Iron Maiden shirts). The shirts seemed to reflect though the diversity of what people hear and find in Rush's music. There was a fair share of the "Prog" music fans ( a term Steve and I both don't care for as it is used as a catch all), metal fans (Steve refuses to acknowledge Rush's link to metal) and just general "Happy Go Lucky, its Saturday night, lets party and listen to good music" fans.
So on to the music. I must immediately say, Rush tickles the musicality side of my enjoyment. They are creative, ingenious, and skillful songwriters. The use of poly-meter, syncopation, and harmony is impressive. Add to that, their virtuosity and showmanship and you have one of the best live shows you can imagine. They are the most well balanced rock trio's ever. The sound and complexity that they're capable of is simply amazing. My favorite part is that even with today's music being lyric focused, they were not afraid to do three instrumentals in their set, including YYZ as the end of their encore.
This concert, two sets of all Rush, no opening act, was probably the best rock concert I've attended musically. They played hits like "Tom Sawyer", "Limelight", and "Subdivision", along with some stunning photography and witty video intro's featuring Jerry Stiller. Random, but awesome. The funniest thing is that Geddy (bass, synth's and vocals) has replaced his amps, or "appliances" with large chicken rotisserie's that were being tended to by a roadie dressed like a chef. With smoke, lasers and some tasteful pyro, Rush brought it all and bowled over the crowd. Neil Peart did an incredible solo on his massive drum set, utilizing everything he had available to him, and even crossing genre's by ending his solo with a sweet swing tune. Just amazing. His drum solo was more than just playing fast and demonstrating technique. He put together a composition for the crowd.
Well my good friends and loyal readers. I wish you good night.
I will first off hit you with some of the fun of going to a concert. I attended with Beth, and my hetero-musical life partner, Steve. We've been musically courting each other officially now for about 3 weeks. Steve and I are very similar in that we want to be early, we don't want to miss a thing, we never head to the parking lot early after the show either. So we got there shortly after the parking lot opened, popped out some hot dogs, chips, and some beer, and we had at the feast with a little Pink Floyd playing in the background. This is where the tee-shirt spotting began.
I like to observe the culture at each concert I go to. The easiest way to do that is simply by the tee-shirts people are wearing. I must say, at this concert, there was no trend really, except people felt there wasn't a need to wear a music oriented shirt. Most shirts were of Rush, which I don't like, for some reason it screams "Pathetic" to me, wearing the shirt of the band you're there to see (the only exception seems to be with Iron Maiden, where its more than acceptable to wear your Iron Maiden shirts). The shirts seemed to reflect though the diversity of what people hear and find in Rush's music. There was a fair share of the "Prog" music fans ( a term Steve and I both don't care for as it is used as a catch all), metal fans (Steve refuses to acknowledge Rush's link to metal) and just general "Happy Go Lucky, its Saturday night, lets party and listen to good music" fans.
So on to the music. I must immediately say, Rush tickles the musicality side of my enjoyment. They are creative, ingenious, and skillful songwriters. The use of poly-meter, syncopation, and harmony is impressive. Add to that, their virtuosity and showmanship and you have one of the best live shows you can imagine. They are the most well balanced rock trio's ever. The sound and complexity that they're capable of is simply amazing. My favorite part is that even with today's music being lyric focused, they were not afraid to do three instrumentals in their set, including YYZ as the end of their encore.
This concert, two sets of all Rush, no opening act, was probably the best rock concert I've attended musically. They played hits like "Tom Sawyer", "Limelight", and "Subdivision", along with some stunning photography and witty video intro's featuring Jerry Stiller. Random, but awesome. The funniest thing is that Geddy (bass, synth's and vocals) has replaced his amps, or "appliances" with large chicken rotisserie's that were being tended to by a roadie dressed like a chef. With smoke, lasers and some tasteful pyro, Rush brought it all and bowled over the crowd. Neil Peart did an incredible solo on his massive drum set, utilizing everything he had available to him, and even crossing genre's by ending his solo with a sweet swing tune. Just amazing. His drum solo was more than just playing fast and demonstrating technique. He put together a composition for the crowd.
Well my good friends and loyal readers. I wish you good night.
Monday, September 17, 2007
I walked that way while comfortably numb screaming I love rock n roll
Well Where do I start??? I guess I should go in chronological order। Saturday night started this weekend off with a laser light show at the Pier Six pavilion with the Pink Floyd cover band "Several Species", named for "Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict", a piece of music concrete by Roger Waters.
This band prides themselves for accurately re-creating the sound of Pink Floyd. This they should be proud of, they were dead on. Several times, I closed my eyes took a deep breath of the pot smoke from the row in front of my dad and I, and BAM!!, Floyd was there. The group hit most of your standard Pink Floyd songs, and their first set included "Time", "The Man/The Journey" Suite, and "Shine On you Crazy Diamond". After a brief intermission to stretch your legs and get the second hand pot buzz to go away, the band comes right back out. The second set was kind of a highlight run of the album "The Wall". This included a rousing sing-along to "Another Brick in the Wall" (one of my personal favorites). Cleverly, they had the audience sing where the London Boys Choir sang. At this point if you weren't feeling this band, go the heck home. Several times I found myself close to tears simply due to their amazing ability to not just play Pink Floyd note for note, but in the jam sections they would lock into identical groves and even played on the same parts of the beat. The term "detail oriented" doesn't come close to describing the effort and the manner this 11 piece ensemble operates. The encore of "Comfortably Numb" and "Wish You Were Here" were quite wonderful. by this point, three hours of this left my ass comfortably numb as well.
So That wraps up Saturday Night. Sunday night, WOW. Sunday night had a double billing at the Nissan Pavilion in rustic Bristow, Virginia. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts opening for none other than Aerosmith. Now I am not a huge Aerosmith fan, and I like Joan Jett a lot, she looks good in leather, kicks ass, and seems like a chick who will sit down with you at the bar and pound a few back with you, then have your back when the jerk at the end of the bar looks at you all funny. Never mind the fact Cherry Bomb and Bad Reputation are just kick ass songs. Sitting out on a blanket on a cool mid-September summer evening, the Blue Ridge mountain foothills in the background and of course a nice beverage. But back on to the hottie in the black leather. Joan and her Blackhearts come out in traditional punk style. Dressed down, fresh from either bed or a fight, no intro, just hit right in on the music. They do Bad Reputation, Cherry Bomb, and one other song, before she takes the mic and simply says "Thanks, we're the Blackhearts from New York City". Straight up punk. I love it. Its all about the music. The cover of "Crimson and Clover" is what got the dancing going, though the crowd, seemingly uneducated about Joan Jett just wanted "I Love Rock 'n' Roll" and she gave it, and kicked some ass, though its so not her best song. She went out with "I Hate Myself for Loving You". Awesome show so far. the first smells of marijuana appeared during the "Crimson and Clover".
Aerosmith comes out with a lackluster little fake newsreel about their current tour. The moment it ended the lights and a massive kick hit and they were off and rocking out. By this point I've lost track of what was playing, and what songs were being played and just focused on the task at hand, shaking my rotund self to some sweet tunes. The marijuana smell now strong from the blanket in front of us. I do know Aerosmith hit a lot of their big songs, such as "Sweet Emotion", and "Walk This Way". It is an odd thing that happens to me at music concerts. I tend to go into a trance of sorts and just not care about whats going on around me and can ignore things, even chicks wanting to dance, though I did partake in that a few times. I'm not completely out of it. Just when it happens, be careful. I truly have began losing myself in the music again. I hadn't been able to do that in a long time. I think I'm coming out of the college overload finally. It happens to some music majors, to where they lose the joy of music because they must micro-analyze it. Its a fun party trick, but makes you a huge loser at these things. I credit the start of this blog in helping me get out of it.
Anyways, Aerosmith does a two hour set, which included a kick-ass theremin solo by Joe Perry. That sent me crazy, as I am a very amateur theremin player myself. He even used the same one I own. I felt proud. Dumb reason to be proud, but I finally related, instrumentally to a band I am seeing. That was big, I hadn't been to a concert that involved a trumpet, that wasn't my trumpet on stage, in a long time.
That concert was worth the wait, cost, headache and distance from driving in Virginia.
Anyways there you have it, the review of a big big big weekend for music. I'm worn out, but my quintet just booked itself another gig for October 14, so we need to get our act together and rehearse tomorrow night, before the second symphony rehearsal of the year. This gig suits us well too, they want off the wall, and I told the guy, "We can do off the wall, we're not your mom's brass group."
Peace to you all
This band prides themselves for accurately re-creating the sound of Pink Floyd. This they should be proud of, they were dead on. Several times, I closed my eyes took a deep breath of the pot smoke from the row in front of my dad and I, and BAM!!, Floyd was there. The group hit most of your standard Pink Floyd songs, and their first set included "Time", "The Man/The Journey" Suite, and "Shine On you Crazy Diamond". After a brief intermission to stretch your legs and get the second hand pot buzz to go away, the band comes right back out. The second set was kind of a highlight run of the album "The Wall". This included a rousing sing-along to "Another Brick in the Wall" (one of my personal favorites). Cleverly, they had the audience sing where the London Boys Choir sang. At this point if you weren't feeling this band, go the heck home. Several times I found myself close to tears simply due to their amazing ability to not just play Pink Floyd note for note, but in the jam sections they would lock into identical groves and even played on the same parts of the beat. The term "detail oriented" doesn't come close to describing the effort and the manner this 11 piece ensemble operates. The encore of "Comfortably Numb" and "Wish You Were Here" were quite wonderful. by this point, three hours of this left my ass comfortably numb as well.
So That wraps up Saturday Night. Sunday night, WOW. Sunday night had a double billing at the Nissan Pavilion in rustic Bristow, Virginia. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts opening for none other than Aerosmith. Now I am not a huge Aerosmith fan, and I like Joan Jett a lot, she looks good in leather, kicks ass, and seems like a chick who will sit down with you at the bar and pound a few back with you, then have your back when the jerk at the end of the bar looks at you all funny. Never mind the fact Cherry Bomb and Bad Reputation are just kick ass songs. Sitting out on a blanket on a cool mid-September summer evening, the Blue Ridge mountain foothills in the background and of course a nice beverage. But back on to the hottie in the black leather. Joan and her Blackhearts come out in traditional punk style. Dressed down, fresh from either bed or a fight, no intro, just hit right in on the music. They do Bad Reputation, Cherry Bomb, and one other song, before she takes the mic and simply says "Thanks, we're the Blackhearts from New York City". Straight up punk. I love it. Its all about the music. The cover of "Crimson and Clover" is what got the dancing going, though the crowd, seemingly uneducated about Joan Jett just wanted "I Love Rock 'n' Roll" and she gave it, and kicked some ass, though its so not her best song. She went out with "I Hate Myself for Loving You". Awesome show so far. the first smells of marijuana appeared during the "Crimson and Clover".
Aerosmith comes out with a lackluster little fake newsreel about their current tour. The moment it ended the lights and a massive kick hit and they were off and rocking out. By this point I've lost track of what was playing, and what songs were being played and just focused on the task at hand, shaking my rotund self to some sweet tunes. The marijuana smell now strong from the blanket in front of us. I do know Aerosmith hit a lot of their big songs, such as "Sweet Emotion", and "Walk This Way". It is an odd thing that happens to me at music concerts. I tend to go into a trance of sorts and just not care about whats going on around me and can ignore things, even chicks wanting to dance, though I did partake in that a few times. I'm not completely out of it. Just when it happens, be careful. I truly have began losing myself in the music again. I hadn't been able to do that in a long time. I think I'm coming out of the college overload finally. It happens to some music majors, to where they lose the joy of music because they must micro-analyze it. Its a fun party trick, but makes you a huge loser at these things. I credit the start of this blog in helping me get out of it.
Anyways, Aerosmith does a two hour set, which included a kick-ass theremin solo by Joe Perry. That sent me crazy, as I am a very amateur theremin player myself. He even used the same one I own. I felt proud. Dumb reason to be proud, but I finally related, instrumentally to a band I am seeing. That was big, I hadn't been to a concert that involved a trumpet, that wasn't my trumpet on stage, in a long time.
That concert was worth the wait, cost, headache and distance from driving in Virginia.
Anyways there you have it, the review of a big big big weekend for music. I'm worn out, but my quintet just booked itself another gig for October 14, so we need to get our act together and rehearse tomorrow night, before the second symphony rehearsal of the year. This gig suits us well too, they want off the wall, and I told the guy, "We can do off the wall, we're not your mom's brass group."
Peace to you all
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