the NIN show plus some other crap
so it's been precisely 4.4 billion years since i last posted. in my defense, i have been swamped at work barking at people for having to clean up their messes. it also took me quite some time to heal up from the NIN pit. (more on that as you continue reading.) so without further adieu, here is my NIN review:
i have been to a lot of shows in my short little life. and i have been to a lot of NIN shows specifically. but i must say that this one was perhaps the best. it was up there with their Fragile tour back in the day.
i was a little apprehensive going into the pit because it was just me and Tangerine Dream this time. i had no date to make sure i wasn't too badly injured, and i figured ol' T.D. would throw me to the wolves at the first chance he got. but he surprised me! he kept track of me and checked up on me. is this a sign of maturity? well as mature as one can be while we're moshing to an industrial band like we're teenagers. in addition to that fact, this particular crowd was comprised of seasoned pit dwellers. (i think part of this was due to Reznor's way of selling tix to avoid scalpers. prior to the show we ran into quite a few people looking for tickets and absolutely no scalpers. everyone in attendance at this sold out show was a fan!) so this pit was very polite as far as moshers goes. if you fell, which i did once, you were picked up in a nanosecond. when one dude lost a cell phone, everyone was careful until it was located. otherwise, it was murder and mayhem in there.
the set list was awesome. my favorite live song, Burn, was no where to be found, but the band pulled some old school songs out of their ass to make up for it. we heard Down in It which, in all of the shows i've seen, has never been played live. i think T.D. creamed himself. he's been waiting for that song for about ten years.
which brings me to the actual stage show. wow! there were three LED screens. one was at the back of the stage, one in the center, and one right up front. they were transparent so all kinds of crazy visual effects were produced. they appeared interactive as they often changed when Trent waved his arm or someone shone a flashlight on them. at one point, the front screen showed a lot of visual noise while Trent's mug was displayed singing, and T.D. commented that Trent was prob eating nachos in the back while we watched pre-recorded crap. But then Trent came out and stood at the edge with a camera in his face showing we were watching exactly what was happening.
you may think i'm just fawning out of my love for the band, but i disagree. in fact here's what the Dallas Morning News had to say:
Put this in lights: Thinking outside the big, bad music-biz box can pay off.
It's not a coincidence that Radiohead and Nine Inch Nails – the two acts that have usurped the traditional music-sales model to the grandest effect in the past year – have also staged the two most visually dazzling concerts of 2008.
But Radiohead's static forest of dangling neon icicles feels like a half-baked, budget-conscious collegiate gallery installation compared to the multipanel, megastrobed mastery of Trent Reznor's multimedia vision, as executed on Monday in front of roughly 7,000 people at American Airlines Center.
for the rest of the article click here: Nine Inch Nails show is a multimedia vision, come to rocking life
so i got hit in the face pretty good once in the pit. but i kept my ribs in good working order. (i'm not sure how ribs "work" but whatever.) i remember getting hit in the shin really good, too. on the trip back to Lubbsuck, i noticed a huge bump on my shin. it looked like i was turning into the Elephant man. after a few days, the swelling went down some, and it turned black. now it's an attractive grey color. and for a while i couldn't move my left arm. i think i tore something in my shoulder. it seems better now. i can raise it enough to drink a beer which is all that really matters.
overall, i feel like i screwed NIN over by only paying fifty bucks for my ticket.
random crap:
it's about time for everyone to start realizing that i don't want to spend my birthday with you. quit asking me. i want a nice peaceful, quiet September 11th with maybe some family.
i got a poster of that hottie from Entourage for my Dilbert cubicle. i spend my day drooling. it's the only think keeping me coming to work at this point.
i was in a fantastic mood in Dallas. in somehow vanished the second i saw the Lubbsuck county sign. i need to move.
i am starting a food journal. clinical studies have shown that it's a good way to stop over eating. i need to lose some weight before the fair next month. that way i can gorge and not feel bad.
i have been to a lot of shows in my short little life. and i have been to a lot of NIN shows specifically. but i must say that this one was perhaps the best. it was up there with their Fragile tour back in the day.
i was a little apprehensive going into the pit because it was just me and Tangerine Dream this time. i had no date to make sure i wasn't too badly injured, and i figured ol' T.D. would throw me to the wolves at the first chance he got. but he surprised me! he kept track of me and checked up on me. is this a sign of maturity? well as mature as one can be while we're moshing to an industrial band like we're teenagers. in addition to that fact, this particular crowd was comprised of seasoned pit dwellers. (i think part of this was due to Reznor's way of selling tix to avoid scalpers. prior to the show we ran into quite a few people looking for tickets and absolutely no scalpers. everyone in attendance at this sold out show was a fan!) so this pit was very polite as far as moshers goes. if you fell, which i did once, you were picked up in a nanosecond. when one dude lost a cell phone, everyone was careful until it was located. otherwise, it was murder and mayhem in there.
the set list was awesome. my favorite live song, Burn, was no where to be found, but the band pulled some old school songs out of their ass to make up for it. we heard Down in It which, in all of the shows i've seen, has never been played live. i think T.D. creamed himself. he's been waiting for that song for about ten years.
which brings me to the actual stage show. wow! there were three LED screens. one was at the back of the stage, one in the center, and one right up front. they were transparent so all kinds of crazy visual effects were produced. they appeared interactive as they often changed when Trent waved his arm or someone shone a flashlight on them. at one point, the front screen showed a lot of visual noise while Trent's mug was displayed singing, and T.D. commented that Trent was prob eating nachos in the back while we watched pre-recorded crap. But then Trent came out and stood at the edge with a camera in his face showing we were watching exactly what was happening.
you may think i'm just fawning out of my love for the band, but i disagree. in fact here's what the Dallas Morning News had to say:
Put this in lights: Thinking outside the big, bad music-biz box can pay off.
It's not a coincidence that Radiohead and Nine Inch Nails – the two acts that have usurped the traditional music-sales model to the grandest effect in the past year – have also staged the two most visually dazzling concerts of 2008.
But Radiohead's static forest of dangling neon icicles feels like a half-baked, budget-conscious collegiate gallery installation compared to the multipanel, megastrobed mastery of Trent Reznor's multimedia vision, as executed on Monday in front of roughly 7,000 people at American Airlines Center.
for the rest of the article click here: Nine Inch Nails show is a multimedia vision, come to rocking life
so i got hit in the face pretty good once in the pit. but i kept my ribs in good working order. (i'm not sure how ribs "work" but whatever.) i remember getting hit in the shin really good, too. on the trip back to Lubbsuck, i noticed a huge bump on my shin. it looked like i was turning into the Elephant man. after a few days, the swelling went down some, and it turned black. now it's an attractive grey color. and for a while i couldn't move my left arm. i think i tore something in my shoulder. it seems better now. i can raise it enough to drink a beer which is all that really matters.
overall, i feel like i screwed NIN over by only paying fifty bucks for my ticket.
random crap:
it's about time for everyone to start realizing that i don't want to spend my birthday with you. quit asking me. i want a nice peaceful, quiet September 11th with maybe some family.
i got a poster of that hottie from Entourage for my Dilbert cubicle. i spend my day drooling. it's the only think keeping me coming to work at this point.
i was in a fantastic mood in Dallas. in somehow vanished the second i saw the Lubbsuck county sign. i need to move.
i am starting a food journal. clinical studies have shown that it's a good way to stop over eating. i need to lose some weight before the fair next month. that way i can gorge and not feel bad.
posted by christine on Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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