Saw Mastodon, Dillinger Escape Plan, and Red Fang at House of Blues in Orlando last night. Short and sweet:
Red Fang:
Cool fuckin’ band. Very groovy. Dug it alot.
Dillinger Escape Plan:
Very impressive. I was up front for Red Fang and kept thinking “I’m gonna die when DEP comes on.” Well, not really, but it was pretty intense. Ben Weinman stood on the shoulders of people right next to me during a song, which was fun. I know a bunch of lyrics to Farewell Mona Lisa and Gold Teeth on a Bum, so I enjoyed singing those. I went apeshit in the pit for Panasonic Youth. Dat breakdown…
Mastodon:
Ah, the mighty Mastodon. By this point in the show, my stamina was waining from rocking the fuck out to DEP. I was up front (a ‘row’ of people back from the barrier in front of the stage), so I got up close and personal for the beginning of it. I ventured into the pit for Blasteriod, but stayed back a little bit because I was exhausted. I then went apeshit again during Spectrelight, and after that I was ‘done.’ I couldn’t really rock out or enjoy as much of the rest of the 21 (!) songs because I was so wornout and thinking “I’m sore” and “holy fuck I’m thirsty but I shouldn’t go get water because I want to stay here.” It was a good performance over all - a couple minor riff gaffes from Brent, but nothing terrible. I just think I need to control myself at concerts so I can enjoy them more thoroughly. Also, I have glasses. What I did this concert was find a really old pair of glasses and wore those, so I was seeing a bit blurry, although not as blurry as without glasses. I didn’t wear any glasses for DEP because I wanted to atleast have my old pair for Mastodon. I put on my regular pair for a couple of Mastodon’s slower songs and when I was a safe distance from the pit. In total, the sensory deprivation of lesser vision, being harder of hearing late in a concert, being concerned about glasses and stuff, and being worn out detracts from the concert-going experience. Whatever, I had a good time.
I do have one complaint: I didn’t like the performance of Curl of the Burl. What I love about the song is the chunky tone of the riff of the verses. There was no chunk at all live (although that chunk was there for live versions I have seen). The tone was kind of tame and muted. It sounds like a tacky complaint, but I really noticed it.
I also had my once-every-show experience of some older guy complementing my Neurosis shirt and going on about how he listened to them long ago. Everybody’s got Converge and Opeth and Iron Maiden shirts, but people will complement your Neurosis shirt because they aren’t as common, and because Neurosis is obviously too fucking legendary not to be taken note of by a fan of them. I also had nice conversations about music with strangers next to me - I always enjoy that aspect of shows.