I should have known based on the way the crowd got all amped up as Disturbed’s “Down With the Sickness” prior to the show starting that last night’s show wasn’t going to be for me. Honestly, I think I knew that before I even got in my car and headed to the Myth which is hidden in the suburbs on the other side of town. I knew I was going to hate but I also knew there were two bands on the line-up that I love to listen to and I figured they would make it worth my trip. I’m rarely called an optimist but I think that’s exactly what I was last night.
I walked into the Myth on time according to their website but late according to their actual schedule. Everything thing said show at 8 so I was a bit surprised when I got through the doors at 7:30 to see there was a band already wrapping up a set. My apologies to Vieo for not being able to see their entire set but judging off the half a song I did catch, maybe it’s better that way. Their anthemic radio rock sound was perfect for the line-up but not my eardrums so maybe showing up on time (aka late) was a blessing in disguise.
Big Story was up next. I caught these guys a couple of times and the first time I saw in the February I’m pretty sure I used the word “generic” to describe them. Something has change and after seeing them a couple more times at festivals over the summer, I take back the word generic. Sure, their music is a bit more mainstream than I can typically handle. They definitely fit the mold of any “hard” rock band out there but there’s something different about these guys that has me in love. Maybe it’s the way singer Randall Stephens sticks his tongue out when singing in the most unnatural yet somehow natural for him way. It could be the way bassist Pat Seals seems to be on a constant track between the ground, a box, and a jump (I mean, seriously, it was kind of comical how many times this guy would jump). Regardless of what it is, there’s something about Big Story that seems to set them apart from the rest of the over-rated radio rock and I’ve latched onto that and let myself completely fall in love with this act.
Following Big Story’s quick set was a length and exhaustive set from Tremonti. Don’t recognize that name? You maybe should. Mark Tremonti was the guitarist for both Creed (don’t laugh) and Alter Bridge. Making the best decision of his life, Tremonti grabbed a gang of uber talented musicians and went out on his own as just “Tremonti”. I’ve seen this act before and although again, a bit too generic and dramatic in ways, there’s no denying the power or talent of Tremonti. Although the guitar work was on point, everything else about Tremonti’s set had me nearly bored to tears. There wasn’t much to watch other than the band members walking from the microphones and then to the back of the stage. The audience just didn’t seem to be into it other than the two girls that somehow got into the photo pit (I think they may have crowd surfed but, let’s be honest, I was staring at my phone) to try and get pictures but were quickly escorted out by security. Tremonti’s set seemed to go on for hours and every song sounded the same to me. Needless to say, after his genorous forty minute set came to an end, I felt a sense of relief. Although I had started the night off being optimistic, between Tremonti’s underwhelming set and the older women around me who had clearly had a couple too many long island ice teas (they informed me that even though they taste like shit, they are the way to go if you’re just trying to get crazy… you know, let loose a bit) my optimism was just about gone.
Closing out the night was Seether. Now, I know I’ve bashed radio rock multiple times in the past and even have added a couple snarky comments in this post about the genre but Seether is one of the few radio rock bands that I seem to have a soft spot for. Much like Big Story, there’s something about these guys that seems to genuine and real for me to hate. Hailing from South Africa, Seether has been pumping out radio rock anthems since the early 2000’s. Singer Shaun Morgan hasn’t had an easy time over the years and I think see him struggle through rehab and the suicide of his brother created a truly special bond between Shaun and the fans of Seether. Although not completely open about the experiences, his music said anything that needed to be said about both situations and the power of music is usually a bit stronger than the power of a press conference. The emotion and feeling that’s put into Seether’s music is something that just can’t be ignored and is one of the main reasons I continue to go see them live.
My optimism from the beginning of the night and the feeling that I should stick it out through Tremonti’s set paid off. Seether’s set was everything I wanted it to be. Although a bit angsty and full of emotion, it was also full of energy without being over the top. It was raw and honest just like their lyrics and was the perfect way to close out my Saturday night.
Saturday night’s show was the type of show where the women behind me were complaining about having to sit through Big Story before they could see Tremonti yet they spent the entirety of Big Story’s set recording their every move.
It wasn’t the best show I’ve seen lately. Hell, it wasn’t even a good show but it was a show and it had it’s redeeming factors even if they were few and far between. What show did you go to last night?
Sausage Fest Meter- 12 out of 10
Average Age of the Crowd- 31
Crowd Surfers- None Spotted (But I was Staring At My Phone Most Of The Night)
Moshability- 0 out of 10
Stage Divers- 0
Broken Bones- 0
Spotted Flying Through The Air- None
Drunkards Taken Out By Security- 4
Celebrity Sightings- None
Overall Score- 2.9 out of 10
Show on Deck- Noah Cyrus
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