"These People Have No Idea What's About to Happen to Them"
At what point do I say I've gone over the top? Is it when I see Motley Crue 2 times in 6 days?
After ZackPe and I got our brains rocked out in Memphis by the Crue on Sunday, I HAD to go see them again this past Friday in Little Rock, AR.
Apparently, I was not the only one with the idea. I sat on row 11 next to a guy from Memphis who had been rocked so hard the previous Sunday that he made the drive over to get a second dose. He looked at me and commented that "these people have no idea what's about to happen to them." Fuggin' eh, how prophetic.
Anyway, I got to Alltel Arena an hour in advance-- enough time to park at a makeshift gas station/parking lot, slam a 24oz can of Budweiser, rag a Cowboy Killer off some parking lot mates and meander to the will call window to fetch my $80 ticket to 2.5 hours of head thrashing excitement.
I got inside and continued the Budweiser binge to get myself primed. Oddly enough, the show started on time. Not sure if the boys aren't partying hard enough in the back or they're getting old so they have to mind their bedtimes.
But let me break the news gently to ZackPe-- the second time around, when you're 20 feet from Vince, Mick, Tommy and Nikkie, is so fuggin' unbelievable you can't imagine. In comparison, sitting in the risers at Desoto Civic Center was like watching the Superbowl on a 13" black and white.
I was so close that the fire-engulfed stage was causing layers of my skin to sluff off and I went blind for about 3 seconds due to retinal burns from all the explosions. Before they even finished "Shout at the Devil" I was dripping in sweat.
And it just kept rolling. For 3 hours I was allowed the pleasure of forgetting every responsibility and pain and just banging my head like the old 15-year-old Z Man (when our superhero Z was just Z Boy).
The Crue hit me with a 20 song set that ended with "Anarchy in the UK" complete with fire breathing goth chicks and blood spewing nuns on stilts. Man. Nuns on stilts (though I doubt she was a real nun), fire breathing goths and a midget named Mighty Mike-- how does it get better than that?
So I had some time to reflect. I used to assume that as soon as a heavy metal band got play on the radio that they had sold out. In fact, I stopped buying Crue albums after "Theater of Pain." However, I've been doing my research and downloaded "Girls" and "Dr. Feelgood" and realize now that these guys never lost their edge or slowed down. I apologize Crue. I was wrong.
Crue definitely crosses generations. The LR crowd was not nearly as hot and young as the Memphis audience. However, that allowed me to focus more on the show.
Better the second time around, HELL YES.
Crue has already announced their makeup Atlanta, GA show for March 2006. I wonder if ZackPe and I should get the car filled up gas and our hotel room booked right now?
After ZackPe and I got our brains rocked out in Memphis by the Crue on Sunday, I HAD to go see them again this past Friday in Little Rock, AR.
Apparently, I was not the only one with the idea. I sat on row 11 next to a guy from Memphis who had been rocked so hard the previous Sunday that he made the drive over to get a second dose. He looked at me and commented that "these people have no idea what's about to happen to them." Fuggin' eh, how prophetic.
Anyway, I got to Alltel Arena an hour in advance-- enough time to park at a makeshift gas station/parking lot, slam a 24oz can of Budweiser, rag a Cowboy Killer off some parking lot mates and meander to the will call window to fetch my $80 ticket to 2.5 hours of head thrashing excitement.
I got inside and continued the Budweiser binge to get myself primed. Oddly enough, the show started on time. Not sure if the boys aren't partying hard enough in the back or they're getting old so they have to mind their bedtimes.
But let me break the news gently to ZackPe-- the second time around, when you're 20 feet from Vince, Mick, Tommy and Nikkie, is so fuggin' unbelievable you can't imagine. In comparison, sitting in the risers at Desoto Civic Center was like watching the Superbowl on a 13" black and white.
I was so close that the fire-engulfed stage was causing layers of my skin to sluff off and I went blind for about 3 seconds due to retinal burns from all the explosions. Before they even finished "Shout at the Devil" I was dripping in sweat.
And it just kept rolling. For 3 hours I was allowed the pleasure of forgetting every responsibility and pain and just banging my head like the old 15-year-old Z Man (when our superhero Z was just Z Boy).
The Crue hit me with a 20 song set that ended with "Anarchy in the UK" complete with fire breathing goth chicks and blood spewing nuns on stilts. Man. Nuns on stilts (though I doubt she was a real nun), fire breathing goths and a midget named Mighty Mike-- how does it get better than that?
So I had some time to reflect. I used to assume that as soon as a heavy metal band got play on the radio that they had sold out. In fact, I stopped buying Crue albums after "Theater of Pain." However, I've been doing my research and downloaded "Girls" and "Dr. Feelgood" and realize now that these guys never lost their edge or slowed down. I apologize Crue. I was wrong.
Crue definitely crosses generations. The LR crowd was not nearly as hot and young as the Memphis audience. However, that allowed me to focus more on the show.
Better the second time around, HELL YES.
Crue has already announced their makeup Atlanta, GA show for March 2006. I wonder if ZackPe and I should get the car filled up gas and our hotel room booked right now?
posted by Gary Z at
7:43 AM
3 Comments:
Yeah, but was it a better show than Neil Sadaka at the Mid-South Fair last year? There were no fire breathing Goth chicks, but one of Neil's back up singers was using a walker with two tennis balls on the legs.
By
Don, At
6:33 AM
Yeah, I've got my own feelings on the MSF. Check out the post that follows.
By
Gary Z, At
6:59 AM
Fq yea. ATL here we come. Cold Buds!!!!!!!!! Skizez!!!!!!!!!!
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Z, At
11:55 AM
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