Isn't that about the most revolting thought?
HAIRBALL: A Bombastic Celebration of Arena Rock!
Coverlist: Twisted Sister, Motley Crue, Poison, Queen, AC/DC, Prince, Aerosmith, Guns 'n' Roses, Van Halen, and Alice Cooper.
These guys... gotta admit, were an insane amount of fun. I mean, the freakin' crazy guitar player was pourin' the front row shots, y'know in the middle of suckin' it down himself.
They rocked the Grizzly Rose, a small venue, which automatically made the experience even more concentrated, personal, and intimate (though I'd never be intimate with any of those ugly bastards). Their strongest moments were when they just drove out plain flat-out rock. They started out the night with Twisted Sister, gettin' my fist pumping through the air screamin' "I WANNA ROCK!" Dead ringer for Dee Snider, the singer, and hilarious. I even gotta admit that the Motley Crue that followed was done justice, and got me movin' despite my bias.
Speaking of bias, I'm a girl that goes against Dane Cook's little Welcome to the Jungle speech. I want some serpentine to watch me scream, and dear god if my face weren't melted off I'd be shovin' the guy next to me against a wall (Mommy disclaimer: I'm talkin' 'bout the leather pants guy!). I don't throw the phrase "kick ass" around, but that couldn't have kicked your ass anymore than if you were watchin' Axl Rose himself rubber leg his scrawny butt around the stage and Slash rape the frets of his Les in blazing top hat style right in front of your face. Hands down, best part of the night.
AND speaking of serpentine, the Alice Cooper cover was great. I mean... freakin' creepy, but great. They had a big ol' snake, just like Alice, and I seriously felt bad for the poor thing. It got licked, bit, and put in that nasty old sod's mouth. The only thing sadder was the line of spit dripping into the skeleton head's mouth. *shudders* I was a total fan of that performance, and it was all cuz the frontman captured it. The icing on the cake of the entire Alice Cooper bit was the sword with baby dolls impaled on it. I laughed so hard, in my own demented way. Oh, and remember, "My dog bit me on the leg today, my cat clawed my BALLS!"
As my own guilty pleasure I had to do a little bit of "Magic Hips" when You Really Got Me by Van Halen cranked out. And damnit did the anticip---ation build with their own flavor of Eruption. He shone some moments, and others you knew only Eddie could do it right. The Kinks cover covered and covered again only lacked in frontmanship, as that simple sexy rhythm made my hips turn just like Davie baby's in the original video.
The encore was the epitome of straight out, crowd pleasing rock, and the namesake of this post: AC/DC. The classics were cranked, For Those About to Rock, Back in Black, and You Shook Me All Night Long... and I can't complain. Not a bit.
Notable People of the Night:
1) Leather Pants Guy-- the ONLY pair of leather pants I saw all night long. He had some freakin' Reb Beach hair, too... and was dancing more than me. That's sayin' somethin.' Cool guy; questionabley authentic hair.
2) Yuppie guy-- Spotted on our way into the venue, lookin' like your typical 80's rich jerk. I applaud you, sir. You go and rock that sweater tied around your shoulders, khakis, and aviator shades that he probably wore just to look like another weasel (Tom Cruise).
3) Freakin' Hyper Hat Guy-- This dude was dancing around like an idiot when the video reel was playing prior to the show... throwing his hat everywhere and running around without shoes. Oh! And flirting with slightly chubby, but best version of Madonna chick.
4) Madonna Chick-- We saw A LOT of Madonna broads... but she was the best one we saw. She didn't do the typical Madonna, overdoing all of the cliches Madonna set up... but she balanced out all the gloves and crosses and lace and wore something Madonna actually would wear. Past tense.
