Post by Bret Walker on Feb 3, 2003 8:00:02 GMT -5
Groundhog Day of Destruction: the Aftermath
So. Fucking. Beat.
It was a looooong day, and a very good one for the local music scene. What can one say about a day filled with excitement, good music, uncertainty, good music, numerous delays, good music, worry, stress, and of course, good music?
Well we kicked out the jams at a little after 1, with Rusty Sweater hitting the stage for their very first time. Jack was a bit nervous, but he warmed up to the crowd quickly. The acoustics at the VFW were awesome, and the sparse crowd (it was early yet, but there were quite a few Rowan students there) was really into the music.
Next came and with their electronica-laden rock, which was certainly intense. Adam Sigmund, who normally flies solo, was accompanied on stage by Steve Duncan of Enuom, and also with a CD player (hmm, where have I seen that before? ;D). Toward the end of their set it became apparent that The AceholeS had not arrived yet, and we started to panic a bit. They did, however, show up at 2:40 (ten minutes after they were supposed to start their set). We did give them time to set up but insisted that they end their set at 3:15. Even with the delay, though, it was an awesome and energetic set, despite the fact that their drummer kept dropping sticks. Ah well, he made up for it in the end by jumping over and onto his drumset, nearly killing himself along with the drums.
At this point I should point out that the whole two-stage idea just never seemed to work. That caused a lot of delays in setting up between sets. Syphin, which should have gone on at 3:15, instead went on at 3:30, but their seven-song set was tight as always, and loud as hell, mostly because they'd brought FULL STACKS instead of their normal half-stacks. During "Portals," a couple of us started a mosh pit, and I nearly lost whatever energy I had for the rest of the day. I'm certainly not as young as I used to be (or as thin), but I can still mosh with the best of them ;D. Syphin enjoyed the moshpit very much.
Next up was Enuom who also played a very tight set. Steve Duncan and the boys have a very unique style about them, and they play with a ferocity that helped to bring the growing crowd (the hall was nearly half full at this point) to its feet again and again. Then Imitation America hit the stage, and this young band really played a TIGHT set. Their music is very technical for being hardcore punk, even drifting into the realms of jazz once in a while. They're an excellent band that I hope to see again soon.
After Imitation America came one of the two show's headliners, Divers Lust. They were certainly worth the wait. At this point the hall was completely packed, and the crowd was exhuberant and really getting into the music. Divers Lust played an eleven song set full of great songs, and Lance Feltman even dedicated a song to yours truly along with Jack and Kevin. Thanks, Lance, you know "Burn" is one of my favorite songs of yours. He reminds me a lot of Joe Alam talentwise, if not personality wise (which is good for Lance!).
Finally, capping off the evening was your own Max the Dork, complete with broken-tumbed Tony, and me who was completely exhausted at this point. Despite all that, and despite the fact that Tony broke his bassdrum head halfway through the 14-song set, whe pulled of an awesome set if I do say so myself. I can't remember ever putting that much energy into the show, and I don't know where it came from, but the crowd sure seemed to like it a lot. They were dancing throughout the show (except the AceholeS, who had fallen asleep believe it or not) and really seemed to like the band and the music. We really appreciate the participation of all the crowd.
Well, that's the GDD in a nutshell. If you missed it, you missed one helluva show. And if you were there, thanks for coming, and kudos to you for making it through an awesome day. Me, I have to go to work now, but only if I can manage to get out of this chair.
So. Fucking. Beat.
It was a looooong day, and a very good one for the local music scene. What can one say about a day filled with excitement, good music, uncertainty, good music, numerous delays, good music, worry, stress, and of course, good music?
Well we kicked out the jams at a little after 1, with Rusty Sweater hitting the stage for their very first time. Jack was a bit nervous, but he warmed up to the crowd quickly. The acoustics at the VFW were awesome, and the sparse crowd (it was early yet, but there were quite a few Rowan students there) was really into the music.
Next came and with their electronica-laden rock, which was certainly intense. Adam Sigmund, who normally flies solo, was accompanied on stage by Steve Duncan of Enuom, and also with a CD player (hmm, where have I seen that before? ;D). Toward the end of their set it became apparent that The AceholeS had not arrived yet, and we started to panic a bit. They did, however, show up at 2:40 (ten minutes after they were supposed to start their set). We did give them time to set up but insisted that they end their set at 3:15. Even with the delay, though, it was an awesome and energetic set, despite the fact that their drummer kept dropping sticks. Ah well, he made up for it in the end by jumping over and onto his drumset, nearly killing himself along with the drums.
At this point I should point out that the whole two-stage idea just never seemed to work. That caused a lot of delays in setting up between sets. Syphin, which should have gone on at 3:15, instead went on at 3:30, but their seven-song set was tight as always, and loud as hell, mostly because they'd brought FULL STACKS instead of their normal half-stacks. During "Portals," a couple of us started a mosh pit, and I nearly lost whatever energy I had for the rest of the day. I'm certainly not as young as I used to be (or as thin), but I can still mosh with the best of them ;D. Syphin enjoyed the moshpit very much.
Next up was Enuom who also played a very tight set. Steve Duncan and the boys have a very unique style about them, and they play with a ferocity that helped to bring the growing crowd (the hall was nearly half full at this point) to its feet again and again. Then Imitation America hit the stage, and this young band really played a TIGHT set. Their music is very technical for being hardcore punk, even drifting into the realms of jazz once in a while. They're an excellent band that I hope to see again soon.
After Imitation America came one of the two show's headliners, Divers Lust. They were certainly worth the wait. At this point the hall was completely packed, and the crowd was exhuberant and really getting into the music. Divers Lust played an eleven song set full of great songs, and Lance Feltman even dedicated a song to yours truly along with Jack and Kevin. Thanks, Lance, you know "Burn" is one of my favorite songs of yours. He reminds me a lot of Joe Alam talentwise, if not personality wise (which is good for Lance!).
Finally, capping off the evening was your own Max the Dork, complete with broken-tumbed Tony, and me who was completely exhausted at this point. Despite all that, and despite the fact that Tony broke his bassdrum head halfway through the 14-song set, whe pulled of an awesome set if I do say so myself. I can't remember ever putting that much energy into the show, and I don't know where it came from, but the crowd sure seemed to like it a lot. They were dancing throughout the show (except the AceholeS, who had fallen asleep believe it or not) and really seemed to like the band and the music. We really appreciate the participation of all the crowd.
Well, that's the GDD in a nutshell. If you missed it, you missed one helluva show. And if you were there, thanks for coming, and kudos to you for making it through an awesome day. Me, I have to go to work now, but only if I can manage to get out of this chair.
