First off, more shows should start at 7:00 p.m. This way I
can head out early and get home at a decent hour (of course, it didn't happen
like that. I still got home around 2 in the morning). I mean, why the hell do I
need to stand around in a dark room until midnight just to see some dude get up
onstage and lay it on the line? Get the fuck up there and do it and let's get
outta here.
Dave Tree opened up with some spoken word, which really wasn't all that different from when you run into him on the street or at the Model, except that now he had a microphone in his hand and lights shining on him and everyone buying him drinks. He told an amusing story about the time he almost drowned and then launched into his own attack ad on Republican wang model Scott Brown, as well as throwing out some lyrics from some of his bands, which include Tree, Drug War and Superpower. A lifer through and through.
See that guy up there, the one with the Black Flag shirt, the crazy beard, and the maniacal look in his eye? Yeah, that guy played bass on "Blues For the Red Sun", so listen to what he has to say, even if it does sound like a thinly veiled threat and your first instinct is to run screaming from the room trying to save your own life. Nick Oliveri got up onstage with his sticker-encrusted acoustic guitar and TOLD IT LIKE IT IS. None of that "oh woe is me" bullshit some earnest types try to foist upon the masses. This is more like "oh woe is you, motherfucker". What did he play? Oh, how about some Kyuss (Love Has Passed Me By, Green Machine), Queens of the Stone Age (Autopilot), and Dwarves (Dairy Queen), as well as the Ramones and GG Allin, all delivered as though he was fronting a full band playing at full volume. No fingerpicking here, folks. Save that for the jerks with the shiny Ovation guitars. This is the real shit, no quirky/hipster/ironic bullshit here. Just blood, sweat and no fear, and some pretty killer tunes. Great show.
Dave Tree opened up with some spoken word, which really wasn't all that different from when you run into him on the street or at the Model, except that now he had a microphone in his hand and lights shining on him and everyone buying him drinks. He told an amusing story about the time he almost drowned and then launched into his own attack ad on Republican wang model Scott Brown, as well as throwing out some lyrics from some of his bands, which include Tree, Drug War and Superpower. A lifer through and through.
See that guy up there, the one with the Black Flag shirt, the crazy beard, and the maniacal look in his eye? Yeah, that guy played bass on "Blues For the Red Sun", so listen to what he has to say, even if it does sound like a thinly veiled threat and your first instinct is to run screaming from the room trying to save your own life. Nick Oliveri got up onstage with his sticker-encrusted acoustic guitar and TOLD IT LIKE IT IS. None of that "oh woe is me" bullshit some earnest types try to foist upon the masses. This is more like "oh woe is you, motherfucker". What did he play? Oh, how about some Kyuss (Love Has Passed Me By, Green Machine), Queens of the Stone Age (Autopilot), and Dwarves (Dairy Queen), as well as the Ramones and GG Allin, all delivered as though he was fronting a full band playing at full volume. No fingerpicking here, folks. Save that for the jerks with the shiny Ovation guitars. This is the real shit, no quirky/hipster/ironic bullshit here. Just blood, sweat and no fear, and some pretty killer tunes. Great show.
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