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They really should have called this tour the "Taste of Assholes Tour," since four of the singers made total fucking fools of themselves and managed to completely annoy me in the process. I wonder if these guys ever watch tapes of themselves to see what complete shitheads they sound like in between songs.
A Static Lullaby started the show (I didn't know where the Acoustic Stage was, and completely forgot about it until we were leaving and I saw posters advertising it). Their singer has the easiest job in the world. He jumps around a lot and does vocals (screamed) for about half the song, while a guitarist and the bassist split the melodic vocal duties. A Static Lullaby would be so much better if they kicked their singer to the curb and went in a melodic with no screaming direction. Both singers have incredible voices and really impressed me, which I wasn't expecting (I really didn't like their debut album and wrote them off years ago). They just need to get rid of the lead vocalist, who is doing nothing more than taking up space.
Senses Fail sucks and the singer kept saying the word "Fuck." It seemed like he was just saying it because he could and not to emphasize any particular point. He really got on my nerves, and the piss poor music didn't help much. I spent their set sitting in a seat and eating popcorn (two fine perks of an arena show) while complaining to Sarah about the terribleness of Senses Fail.
I was damn excited about seeing Underoath, and they didn't disappoint. They totally blew me away with their raw energy onstage; the music almost didn't matter. The band was going nuts and they really looked like they were enjoying themselves up there. It was so refreshing to see a band play that really seemed into their music and not just going through the motions (this may be an overstatement for some bands but you could see how much Underoath loves what they do during the first five seconds of their set). I recommend everybody check out their live show.
I was damn suprised with Killswitch Engage. I was never too huge into them, but they really impressed me. Their set was so tight and they were so brutal. I'm still not sure if I want to purchase their new album, since I heard it and wasn't too impressed, but I will check out their live show again, although vocalist Howard Jones pissed me off when he asked about getting with some local 16 year old girls in the audience.
Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance should really just shut the fuck up and sing. I wanted to choke the makeup off his face everytime he opened his god damn mouth. This thinking about his stupidity aggravates me. There were times when he asked the crowd if they all wanted to fuck him and he asked any of the women if they had ever been knocked up (he did defend it by saying that his mother had him at a very young age, but I still get pissed off every time that guys opens his mouth). He seemed to be pretty drunk, which would make him the kind of drunk that gets left somewhere because nobody would want to deal with him.
Their songs were really good, though the vocals weren't as good as they are on record, which is understandable. They played a lot of songs off the new album (they only played "Romance" from I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love.), and ended with one of my favorite songs from all last year, "Helena." I do like this band, but they seem like such an act and a bit unsincere for me. It seems like Way really goes out of his way to be weird and eccentric, and that really gets to me, which is too bad because their songs are enjoyable.
I'm not a big fan, or a fan at all, of The Used ("The Taste of Ink" is the only song that I like), but they were a lot better than I thought they'd be. They opened with their single off their new record (damned if I know the name of it) and eventually played "The Taste of Ink," which made me happy. Bert wasn't as annoying as I thought he would be, but he kept going on about wanting to have sex with everybody. There was a funny moment when some girl flashed him and he said that he didn't want to see 14 year old titties. He then told her to flash him in four years and he showed everyone his 23 year old titties.
We left about half way through their set to try and beat traffic and the inpending snow storm, which was hitting pretty hard in Rhode Island and southern parts of Mass. We failed on both fronts, getting stuck in about 20 minutes of traffic and almost dying on the ride home because I couldn't see in front of me (that was the scariest thing I've ever been through). We decided to stop at a hotel when I started sliding off the road. We got the last room at one hotel and a senior discount.
Written by: RF