2005-12-31 15:28:55 ET|
Well, the last show of 2005, and a heck of a show it was.
Three excellent bands, and one goof act. The crowd was certainly energetic, and all there for a good time, but unorganized as hell.
the age ranged from 14 - 35, I'd say, and there were a heck of a lot of folks in the pit.
the first band was "Bench Press 3000," or BP3K. If you ever have a choice between going to see these guys, and drinking your own urine... Make sure the drink is chilled first.
They were a joke band, kinda resembling GWAR. All decked out like body builders, muscle-men and vikings (I never said it made sense.) They played about 6 songs, all about weight lifting... none really all that funny.
Next up was Leftover Crack. All I can say is - wow. I'd heard these guys on the Give 'em the Boots, and Ira the drummer is also in the Slackers, so I knew they were good, but wow. They really riled this crowd up, and played an excellent mix of punk and reggae. Very political (4 songs in a row about the police) and very loud, but not too fast so that you couldn't get into the groove. I'll definately go see them again if I get the chance.
the PiETASTERS followed, and the crowd was your usual punk-crowd-during-ska-band. Kids pushed and kicked and moshed around to the slowest and soulest of songs. Now the Pie Guys know who they're playing to, so they did play a good deal of their earlier, faster stuff. They opened with Drinking & Driving, so... Your typical opening set from the Tasters. The one new song they played was nice, but I didn't get to listen to it that much.
I did have to grab one kid, though. At the beginning of Higher, this kid, dressed in over-sized "urban" style, starts throwing his legs and arms around, kicking and punching - I grabbed him and said "Listen to the Beat!!" He replies - "There is no beat!"
A part of me wept.
Also - Jeremy shaved the Yeti, and Alan's got this 9th-grade haircut that makes him look 10 years younger.
Now, the Souls just blew me away. They played almost 2 hours, and didn't stop much. From one rocker to a sing-a-long, to a new song... I wish I knew more about the music, or the band to comment. All I can say is the music was awesome to dance to, and the crowd was beyond psyched to be there. For the first half of the show, everyone just pushed each other around - there was no room to move, mosh or dance, so it was like one big trust fall, and everyone just held everyone else up. At one point I turned to address the crowd between songs - "OKAY! If twenty people leave the pit now, we'll all be a lot better!! You can come back later if you want! We'll rotate!" But no one seemed to listen.
About halfway through people must have left, because pits started to open, and a lot more movement was possible. The pits were fun, and constantly lively, but I was a little perturbed because I couldn't get a circle pit started to save my life.
Either way... the show was awesome at the end, I was sweaty, tired and bruised in a half-dozen places. Dave Quinn and Remo went with, which made for intersting conversation on the way home - We discussed comic books, movies, disgusting anecdotes, and listened to Remo burst into a half-formed version of Maggie Mae.
I rarely do this, but I have to give this show 10/10
Just phenomenal, and thanks to everyone for an excellent end to an ...intersting year.