To be honest, I
have no idea how many rough drafts of this show review that
I've written, but let's just say that it's an absurdly
unreasonable number. So, what's the problem?
Confusion. I seriously do not know how I feel about
the show that I saw on Saturday night.
On one hand it was exactly what I wanted in that I finally
got to see the Secret Machines take the stage and attempt to
blow out my ears. I got to hear the brilliant gems
that are Lightening Blue Eyes, Nowhere Again
and Alone, Jealous And Stoned. I also got to
actually see them create their booming ways a few feet in
front of me. It truly was an interesting and cool all
around time that I'm certain just about everyone in
attendance loved.
Yet, as I walked out of Stubb's I couldn't help but feel a
little bummed out. A lot of new material was played,
which was nice, but given that the trio love to extend
everything into 12 minute jam sessions it was hard to digest
what was going on. It also means that their choices
from their back catalog were pretty limited, so all of that
excitement I had built up to hear The Road Leads Where
It's Lead, First Wave Intact, Daddy's In The
Doldrums or any of their older tunes was just wasted
effort. I also was not a big fan of how quick the band
was with the crowd. Sure, there were some fools there
(when does a show not have these crazy people?), but is not
better to just let it go and have a good time? They
frequently looked annoyed out of their minds.
At any rate, I realize that this whole review is
semi-enthusiastic and weird, but it isn't because I didn't
enjoy the performance. I did. I was just
expecting the world, and the guys weren't able to deliver.
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