Today I took some time to update and clean up the
Crash Effect Myspace.
I created a "master" blog entry that will hopefully drive some traffic to the Crash Effect site. Going back through the blog entries I came across a review I wrote last summer about the Flaming Lips show at the Minnesota State Fair. I'll paste it below. Ah Memories...
The Greatest Rock Show EVER!
Last Night was one of those nights I will remember
and cherish for a long time!
Anxiety and anticipation bubbled and churned in my stomach as I was looking for a place to park at the Minnesota State Fairgrounds. Rain poured in sheets so thick you could not see five feet in front of you. Water ran down streets like rivers a foot deep.
Was this going to be worth it? Is this even going to happen? I call my buddy who was supposed to be running camera for the event. Have they called the show yet? Do I even want to get out of the car? Or do I go find a coffee shop to stay warm and dry?
He replies with, "Well I'm literally standing in front of the stage in knee-deep water but they still think the show is going to happen..." Well then there is nothing for it. Tickets for the show and admission to the Fair have already be paid. Suck it up and get out of the car!
What... Am... I... Doing?!!! Lightnings though my brain as I step out of the car and into ankle deep waters. My shoes fill with cold dirty rainwater. Rain stings my face. Still I trudge on.
I resemble a Salmon swimming up-stream against the crowd of people desperately rushing for an escape to their vehicles. As I feel common sense beginning to creep into my mind it is violently flushed out by the sounds of fanatical Flaming Lips fans making war-cry like yells as they charge head down like rhinos into the Fairgrounds. My spirit lifted a rush of emotion overtakes me. My heart begins to pound. A beast within me begins to take over...
and that beast wants a cheese on a stick! Satisfying the beast with fried cheesy goodness I begin to subside back to myself and the rain begins to die down. All is good in the universe once again. I make my way into the Grand Stand after some roasted corn on the cob and park myself in front of the stage. Sonic Youth takes the stage and puts on a solid show. As I'm standing bobbing my head in proper rock show educate. The thought drifts though my mind... Sonic Youth looks kind of old now. They are more like Sonic Middle Age. They can still make a symphony of feedback like nobody's business. Than the moment I've been waiting for, as confetti cannons explode across the sky and Giant balloons bounce merrily above the crowd, a man in a giant bubble begins to crowd surf. The crowd goes nuts as a dozen Santa Clauses rush onto stage left and dance around in an excited group of monkeys sort of way. Meanwhile a dozen martian women go-go dancers shimmy and shake stage right. The music is euphorically explosive as the bubble crowd surfing man gets back to the stage just in time to leap out of the bubble and hit the microphone for the first verse.
More confetti and streamers blast into the crowd as the enormous screen behind the band lights up with the mouth camera of the frontman. Flat out, Hands Down, No Contest, this was the greatest rock spectacle these two eyes have ever seen. I've been to hundreds of shows large and small. This show blew them all out of the water both musically, visually, and with crowd participation. This was the biggest party in Minnesota! If you could harness the exuberant energy of a week of Mardi Gras, boil it down, bottle it, let if ferment, filter it, and harness it in pure raw form, and then release it in one location for two hours, you would then have the chemical makeup for this show. If you have ever attended a Flaming Lips show that you can give me an amen. If you have never had the privilege of attending a Flaming Lips show you need to! HaleFAlujia!
Well there you have it. My summer flash-back to last year. After reading over the entry above I'm finding myself in the mood for some fried cheese.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
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