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WASP

October 31, 2010

New Age (Roncade - TV)


A quick review in the first act,

a queue of complaints and recriminations in the second

(skip the first part if you just want the bad things).


FIRST ACT : the show.

Before Lawless played two support bands. Rain I have not seen them, but so are always the same. The Shadowside are Brazilian, they have a little woman and the voice sounds like a cross between Iron Maiden and the European power metal. I was not interested in either of them, too focused on the desperate hunt & freaks crammed into a New Age beyond expectation.

A band called WASP, in fact, in 2010 does not exist and perhaps never existed even in the golden years. I have WASP Blackie Lawless. If he is fit and wants, the band is amazing, on the contrary, even the Baby Jesus himself could raise a show where the inspiration for the fugitive leader. This time, fortunately, Blackie was the height of his fame. Concerto intense, few frills and excellent performance: precise too, so that, besides the usual playback in the choruses, there was a feeling that the voice of Blackie was "helped" in the verses. The acoustics are always mediocre New Age penalizes guitars, rhythms in mixed and confused (as usual WASP, anyway), while the low for years now can be heard. Triggered plenty of battery, but beat the heat with a miner and then above average. The soloist Doug Blair carves out a handful of minutes from guitar hero poses and attitudes bulleschi effect, while Black plays a few chords here and there, with little effort, but so much charisma.

painful side is the ladder, because Mr. Lawless spent a bit from the 50 'and humanly can not make it to play more than an hour, an hour more good than two hours by dogs, sure, but leave out pieces of footage from 90 (no “Chainsaw Charlie”, roba da suicidio commerciale) e piazzare 3 pezzi dall'ultimo album non è proprio una genialata. È vero che i W.A.S.P. sono una delle poche band degli anni '80 che ha continuato a pubblicare CD, a volte belli e a volte meno, ma è anche chiaro che non li compra nessuno e ai concerti i fans vogliono solo i classici.

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SECONDO ATTO : lamentele e recriminazioni .

La tanto pubblicizzata “Festa di Halloween” del New Age was an atrocity. Why call 3 different DJs from Noble Pedigree metalheads, then if they are obliged to place the usual "songs from New Age" for use and consumption of the usual customers?

After an encouraging start with a few pieces Hard & Heavy, which bodes well, soon sinks into the usual monotony that makes the room for years always equal to itself, on Saturday night after Saturday night. A good way to keep the usual good aficionados, a missed opportunity to entertain all the others, who have decided to spend the night there rather than elsewhere.

Not bad, for years now I'm far from New Age (except for occasional concerts) and when I go back is confirmed by the fact that around there is so much better.

remains to say something about the desperate. Intentionally omit all users of the local classics, so that will always be there even twenty years, he switched to new entry.

Attracted by the American Halloween, several have opted to look from the witches-vampires-designers-zombie-doped, which is always a pretty sight.

not forget the cotton Glam, which passed the afternoon to spray lacquer and soon found themselves like fish out of water to dance, Limp Bizkit.

special mention for a nice pirate with the eye-liner and hair by Louis XIV: a wonderful cross between Versailles and Running Wild, which essentially is just so much wasted time for WASP show because, after the horrible music of local confined him in a corner.

And here comes The Young Nerd. Red sweater and glasses lashes with wet towel: scared on the runway on a piece of the Guns, then breaks out on "New Age Directory" moves through uncoordinated and enthusiasm motivated only by a childhood of "World of Warcraft" and porn on the internet. Inevitably create a vacuum around them.

" Darwin Award" at the Sicilian who asked me if I sold him "a blunt" (said just like that) and then is offended because I sent to hell. The character in question went on to demand that the DJ was putting the discs. Likely to have also asked the patrol parked outside the room.

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