||[May. 10th, 2003|01:41 am]
Back from seeing Red Hot Chili Peppers. I took my son Lucas and his friends. Never been a big fan of their songwriting, but Flea and Chad as a rhythm section cannot be denied.|
Main observation: Big arenas blow soundwise. No revelation there, but Queens of the Stone age were both very loud and hard to hear. Chili Peppers were better, but the upper deck seemed to get zero bass.
Show wise, they were great. Extremely tight playing for over 90 minutes. John Frusciante gave advice on crowd surfing "the object is to kick the least number of people in the head."
Sean was on the main floor -- a $45 ticket, which is absurd to me -- and came home soaked in other people's sweat. Festival seating is a crowd tragedy waiting to happen. From the upper deck there were parts of the main floor so tightly packed all you could see was the tops of people's heads, and waves of motion swirled around through them -- a shove at one side of the crowd would travel all the way through.
Trying to remember if moshing was ever actually cool ... mmmm...no. Maybe in 1976 at CBGB's in a Ramones show.
T Shirt prices were absurd -- 27 to $40. No shortage of takers. So ... there were about 5000 people there, each of whom paid a minimum of $24 for their ticket. -- $120,000? Probably sold at least 1000 $30 T Shirts for another $30,000. So $150,000 for one event. Nice work if you can get it.
Funny you should mention the Peppers losing the funk. The kidz listened to the newest Chili Peppers CD on the way home, which means I listened to it... eh...
I think when John Frusciante emerged from his junk haze, all the heroin had
activated the Easy Listening Centers of his brain.
Live, they really concentrated on the funky side of things, and again Chad and
Flea are amazing. Forget the CDs, go to the shows.
BTW I first heard the Chili Peppers from my little sister, who at 14 was sneaking into Chili Pepper shows in LA, when Hillel was still alive. So the first I heard of them were ruff cassettes of live shows, which were brilliant. I guess in Rock & Roll you either need to flame out before 30, or slide gently from MTV to VH1, a move inaugurated by your very own Behind The Music. Or the third option, what I call the Rolling Stones option, where you turn in to gnarled old vampires, sucking the blood out of your former selves.
And on another tangent: Anthony Keidis. He's rich, he's attractive to women, he has a brilliant day job. Why be a junkie? I guess Heroin must really fucking feel good.
2003-05-10 09:20 am (UTC)
Re: chili peppers and funk
Aging gracefully in rock is something so rare that it really stands out when a band manages to do it. The examples that spring to mind are King Crimson (who were always a muso's band, so the jazzman model of distinguishing grayingness comes into play), and Wire, who have made a point of never doing the "right" thing wrt the Big Book of Rock Rules.
I don't know that "cool" would ever be a term I'd use for moshing, but "fun" is... in the right setting. :)
And yeah, you are right, big arenas do suck soundwise. In August, a few friends and I are going to see Bjork at the Hollywood Bowl, and I know it's going to be a disappointment to last time (she played in a small concert hall), but what can you do? If it's the only option, then I'd rather take it than not.
And I think it's rad that you took your kids to a rock concert. I really doubt my parents would have been up for anything like that when I was younger.