Musicgasm

[singerinthedark]

I was afraid going into the concert that I had hyped up my expectations too much. The original frontman died in 2002, and William Duvall, whom I have never heard of, was fronting the band for the evening.

My fears were unfounded.

The concert was bone-shaking, visceral rock n' roll. The night was filled with power chords so grungy you felt you needed a shower as they washed over you and through you. The vocals were dead-on, not an impersonation of Layne, the original lead vocalist, but something both old and new and genuine. You could see that they were, indeed, playing for the sheer joy of playing together. Never has any concert affected me the way this one did. For one evening, I let go of inhibitions and let myself loose on the world. My eyes welled up with tears, I danced, I banged my head against the wall of sound as it crashed into me, and it was like Grace.

The concert was far too short. I wanted more. And if I can swing it, I'm going to go see them again when they come through S.F. in November. Alice in Chains is back, and they are one hell of a show. If you at all like the band, I wouldn't miss them in concert.

Thank you barelyproper for sharing tonight with me.

Comments

[whalejudge.livejournal.com]

Huzzah. Glad you two had good time.

You might want to think about getting sleep.

[battymaiden.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh, who needs sleep? (Not that I didn't go to bed promptly after writing that anyway.)