Comets On Fire
Saw this Bay Area ensemble last night. Think: Old Kyuss playing Mars Volta B-sides with a dash of Bob-Seger-via-Pharmacueticles on the vocals. The rumors i caught from the audience included:
1. The lead singer/guitar soloist is some guit-nerd hero from way back that thas been here on a solo tour (he makes George Lynch look like a trained pretty boy with an expensive, nice sounding amp and . . . uh, wait a minute . . . ).
2. The second guitarist was the bassist and the bassist was playing guitar. This is funny because the dudes look interchangable. I was shocked that they had different styles of shoes on.
3. The dude that played the stack of electronic stuff (none of which looked less than 20 years old) was, in fact, not wearing a fake mustache. He played drums on a couple songs and had this way of holding his arms tight against his torso so that he appeared to be driving a team of horses.
4. (from the drummer, the other one, without a mustache) the new CD is best because it made them fight alot.
What was really captivating about this performance was the venue. The show was held in the Wexner Center for Performing Arts on the Ohio State (Columbus) Campus. It's a theater stage set up for, well, theater. We buy our tix and proceed to the double doors across from the lobby. A women stamps our hands and sez, "down the left, along the wall, up the stage. . . the shows behind the curtain." We follow her directions up the stage and pass the heavy black curtain cloth to find a smaller stage set against the backdrop of the four story "back stage" area. Three inch thick ropes, running vertically up the walls, spaced about 2 inches apart, were color lighted and single, low-wattage bulbs hung from long cables to illuminate the audience area. Mass capacity would have been about a hundred people. It was really a dream setting for a show. I wish I could see every band in that environment.
on a completely different subject:
I was reading how mantras are supposedly derived from the Egyptians, who used to repeat the names of dieties over and over to invoke there presence. Every morning the priests would chant the sun god's name and, what-do-you-know, he'd appear. And this worked every day!! Incidently, his name was Amen, and the Christians still repeat his name every day because their god won't give his out. He's a busy guy. Git ahold of his people and they'll let him know you're looking for 'em.
1. The lead singer/guitar soloist is some guit-nerd hero from way back that thas been here on a solo tour (he makes George Lynch look like a trained pretty boy with an expensive, nice sounding amp and . . . uh, wait a minute . . . ).
2. The second guitarist was the bassist and the bassist was playing guitar. This is funny because the dudes look interchangable. I was shocked that they had different styles of shoes on.
3. The dude that played the stack of electronic stuff (none of which looked less than 20 years old) was, in fact, not wearing a fake mustache. He played drums on a couple songs and had this way of holding his arms tight against his torso so that he appeared to be driving a team of horses.
4. (from the drummer, the other one, without a mustache) the new CD is best because it made them fight alot.
What was really captivating about this performance was the venue. The show was held in the Wexner Center for Performing Arts on the Ohio State (Columbus) Campus. It's a theater stage set up for, well, theater. We buy our tix and proceed to the double doors across from the lobby. A women stamps our hands and sez, "down the left, along the wall, up the stage. . . the shows behind the curtain." We follow her directions up the stage and pass the heavy black curtain cloth to find a smaller stage set against the backdrop of the four story "back stage" area. Three inch thick ropes, running vertically up the walls, spaced about 2 inches apart, were color lighted and single, low-wattage bulbs hung from long cables to illuminate the audience area. Mass capacity would have been about a hundred people. It was really a dream setting for a show. I wish I could see every band in that environment.
on a completely different subject:
I was reading how mantras are supposedly derived from the Egyptians, who used to repeat the names of dieties over and over to invoke there presence. Every morning the priests would chant the sun god's name and, what-do-you-know, he'd appear. And this worked every day!! Incidently, his name was Amen, and the Christians still repeat his name every day because their god won't give his out. He's a busy guy. Git ahold of his people and they'll let him know you're looking for 'em.
posted by Matthew Pazzol at 8:09 AM
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