The Killers at Lupo's
Last night, I went and saw the Killers and Louis XIV at Lupo's in Providence, a venue I generally like. It's like a cleaner Worcester Palladium. The tickets were face value like thirty dollars but my brother gave me one for twenty so it seemed like a deal. I should have known better. I don't think someone should pay thirty dollars to see a headlining band that only has one album to it's name. Granted, the Killers are pretty hot right now but if they played every song they know (which I think they might have) then they could only possibly play for an hour. If I'm paying thirty dollars for a band, I want at least an hour and half.
Apparently, on real nights (Thurs-Sat), Lupo's turns into a dance club called Diesel or something equally gay but since Monday isn't a club night, the show started at 9:15. We got there at 8:35. I wrote a while back about how I couldn't go to "punk" rock shows anymore because I ended up being older than everyone there. Well, I can't go to concerts where the band is played equally on WBCN and KISS 108 anymore either. Lupo's was filled last night, with the shittiest mix of "cool" kids that Providence had to offer. I was whipped in the face by more "cool" girls and their "cool" pony tails while they did their "cool" dances to the "cool" song that they heard on their "cool" radio station that their "cool" friends listen to while they drink "cool" wine coolers behind their "cool" parents' backs in their "cool" parents' basements. Without a doubt, I was one of probably seven people out of the 2,500 people there that would not be able to summarize last week's episode of the OC. I was under the impression that "hipsters" liked the Killers but it turns out that "hipsters" most likely hate the Killers because according to the audience at the show last night, people who like the Killers also like high school football, prom, sororities, Abercrombie and Fitch, beer pong, and working on the high school year book.
So with the environment set and established, the concert went like this. Louis XIV were the only support band. I can say with confidence that Louis XIV were one of the lamest bands I have ever seen. I can't say that I have ever experienced such displeasure while watching one band and I've seen Ludacris (Yes, Steve, even CocoRosie were better than Louis XIV). I guess it's cause I hate AC/DC and anytime a band comes out that sounds like AC/DC, I automatically hate them (with the exception of Jet, who I feel do AC/DC better than AC/DC). Louis XIV were also the laziest band I've ever seen. They stood around with their stupid leather jackets and their stupid mullets and their stupid guitars and played their stupid songs and then posed like stupid rock stars which they stupid didn't deserve to stupid do. I don't think you can justifiably be as cock swaggering cocky as Louis XIV were until you've reached levels of success comparable to the Rolling Stones. And I feel bad for all the "cool" kids that got suckered into their fake rock bullshit but then I don't feel bad because these are the same kids that shit their pants with excitement when they hear Def Leppard at a party.
So yeah. I hated this band and thier shitty derivative cockrock.
And Lupo's is the loudest venue I've ever been to. I saw Thrice/PoisonTheWell/Vaux at Lupo's and left as usual with ears ringing but usually the sound is clear. At Lupo's, it's never clear. It's just loud. So I went oldman style and bought ear plugs which is unfortunate because I should've bought a shotgun and shot myself before having to watch Louis XIV.
So. Louis XIV ends. Half hour set change, during which everybody decides they want to get as close to the stage as possible which is normal but what's not normal is that it's girls in half shirts and mini-skirts, holding mixed drinks, and wearing sandals. If you're 5'3'', you are not going to be able to see anything from the pit. Stand in the back like you're supposed to. They pulled a girl out of the front before the Killers came out who was passed out but nobody cared except for her boyfriend who ran after her backstage.
The Killers were about what you expect the Killers to be. They played most of the songs off their ONE album, played a new song, and played a couple of B-sides. They were done in an hour. The most interesting part was that they played "Somebody Told Me" really early and "Mr. Brightside" near the end of their initial set. The encore consisted of "Jenny Was A Friend of Mine" and "All These Things That I've Done." They were unspectacular yet not terrible. I left feeling neither satisfied/dissatisfied. I just left thinking, "Well, I can cross the Killers off the list of bands I need to see again."
But on the ride home, I started thinking about the best/worst concerts I've ever been too and decided that I'm going to post those lists by band instead of overall show. So... coming soon... two lists... the Best Sets I've seen... the Worst Sets I've seen.
Fart.
Apparently, on real nights (Thurs-Sat), Lupo's turns into a dance club called Diesel or something equally gay but since Monday isn't a club night, the show started at 9:15. We got there at 8:35. I wrote a while back about how I couldn't go to "punk" rock shows anymore because I ended up being older than everyone there. Well, I can't go to concerts where the band is played equally on WBCN and KISS 108 anymore either. Lupo's was filled last night, with the shittiest mix of "cool" kids that Providence had to offer. I was whipped in the face by more "cool" girls and their "cool" pony tails while they did their "cool" dances to the "cool" song that they heard on their "cool" radio station that their "cool" friends listen to while they drink "cool" wine coolers behind their "cool" parents' backs in their "cool" parents' basements. Without a doubt, I was one of probably seven people out of the 2,500 people there that would not be able to summarize last week's episode of the OC. I was under the impression that "hipsters" liked the Killers but it turns out that "hipsters" most likely hate the Killers because according to the audience at the show last night, people who like the Killers also like high school football, prom, sororities, Abercrombie and Fitch, beer pong, and working on the high school year book.
So with the environment set and established, the concert went like this. Louis XIV were the only support band. I can say with confidence that Louis XIV were one of the lamest bands I have ever seen. I can't say that I have ever experienced such displeasure while watching one band and I've seen Ludacris (Yes, Steve, even CocoRosie were better than Louis XIV). I guess it's cause I hate AC/DC and anytime a band comes out that sounds like AC/DC, I automatically hate them (with the exception of Jet, who I feel do AC/DC better than AC/DC). Louis XIV were also the laziest band I've ever seen. They stood around with their stupid leather jackets and their stupid mullets and their stupid guitars and played their stupid songs and then posed like stupid rock stars which they stupid didn't deserve to stupid do. I don't think you can justifiably be as cock swaggering cocky as Louis XIV were until you've reached levels of success comparable to the Rolling Stones. And I feel bad for all the "cool" kids that got suckered into their fake rock bullshit but then I don't feel bad because these are the same kids that shit their pants with excitement when they hear Def Leppard at a party.
So yeah. I hated this band and thier shitty derivative cockrock.
And Lupo's is the loudest venue I've ever been to. I saw Thrice/PoisonTheWell/Vaux at Lupo's and left as usual with ears ringing but usually the sound is clear. At Lupo's, it's never clear. It's just loud. So I went oldman style and bought ear plugs which is unfortunate because I should've bought a shotgun and shot myself before having to watch Louis XIV.
So. Louis XIV ends. Half hour set change, during which everybody decides they want to get as close to the stage as possible which is normal but what's not normal is that it's girls in half shirts and mini-skirts, holding mixed drinks, and wearing sandals. If you're 5'3'', you are not going to be able to see anything from the pit. Stand in the back like you're supposed to. They pulled a girl out of the front before the Killers came out who was passed out but nobody cared except for her boyfriend who ran after her backstage.
The Killers were about what you expect the Killers to be. They played most of the songs off their ONE album, played a new song, and played a couple of B-sides. They were done in an hour. The most interesting part was that they played "Somebody Told Me" really early and "Mr. Brightside" near the end of their initial set. The encore consisted of "Jenny Was A Friend of Mine" and "All These Things That I've Done." They were unspectacular yet not terrible. I left feeling neither satisfied/dissatisfied. I just left thinking, "Well, I can cross the Killers off the list of bands I need to see again."
But on the ride home, I started thinking about the best/worst concerts I've ever been too and decided that I'm going to post those lists by band instead of overall show. So... coming soon... two lists... the Best Sets I've seen... the Worst Sets I've seen.
Fart.
2 Comments:
I clicked on your blog and I intended to read your new posts, but it didn't all fit in my screen... so I just read the word "fart." Hilarious.
Get with the program, the OC wrapped up its second season a few weeks back, so its in reruns. There was no last week's episode of the OC, douche.
I will now go back to reading the rest of your entry
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