Without a doubt, the metal tour to kick anyone and everyone's ass bestowed Chicago on this glorious Sunday. A few of my buddies paid a mere $300 for front row tickets close enough to touch Lemmy's moles. A lineup in this fashion was a once in a lifetime ordeal which made sense to spend top cash.
Motörhead is the type of band who sound much better live than on CD and when you have 10,000 screaming maniacs all singing along to the easiest song in the world (Ace of Spades), your only choice is to chime in. Loud as fuck? Not a chance. Motörhead were louder than a busted chainsaw. Throw in a few more fist banging tunes such as "Motörhead", "Killed By Death", "Iron Fist", & "Orgasmatron" and you have a glimpse of the band's set. Lemmy made it clear to pay homage to Joey Ramone by asking the crowd to stir up a heavy cheer from which a Ramones cover ended their set.
Rumors surfaced that Warren DeMartini (Ratt) would handle guitar duties for Dio and it's unfortunate this didn't happen. Craig Goldy, who seemed like a last case resort, took over guitars. Lacking any drive or emotion, Goldy was about as stale as an open bag of potato chips. Even worse, Vinny Appice, plunged into a drum solo not even capable of using double bass beats. Quite a disappointment for an artist with over 30 years experience.
In fine Maiden tradition, "Number of the Beast" was the opener followed by "The Trooper" and as soon as the song finished Bruce's words couldn't have been more perfect: "If you're gonna die...." "DIE WITH YOUR BOOTS ON!" What a fucking surprise! Of course there was room for "Evil That Men Do", "Iron Maiden", "Run to the Hills", and even "Wildest Dreams" from Dance of Death. Due to over headbanging, my $105 Ray Ban sunglasses were lost in the shuffle. A word of advice - never bring any expensive valuables to a show.
No comments:
Post a Comment