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If any of you were so bored with life, that you watched Billy Corgans nine-hour Madam ZuZus Tea Shop and Art Studio ambient jam, in February 2014, you will also have first hand experience of his live Smashing Pumpkins show.
Though his prominent crack and pasty arse, did not have a starring role atop his slacks on the stage at The Joint, in Las Vegas on July 10 2015, he was still giving the ultimate lullaby experience. Time has not been kind to the big orange one. He is the embodiment of middle-aged bloke. His shoes were not visible, and they may have indeed been slippers…..
Jimmy Chamberlin, a staple with the band from the early 90’s until the unease of the late 90’s/early 2000’s, saw the band break up, was once again back on his throne and the fans love it. He plays like a true rock star. But after an absolutely stellar performance by the preceding band, Corgans half assed vocals and pointing of his guitar neck just won’t cut it, however on beat and intricate Chamberlin is. They are dead in the water, and no amount of paddling, or reinstating former members will save them from hitting the bottom of the lake. The Smashing Pumpkins actually have a catalogue of great songs. It would have been nice to see a little thought and effort go into them performing the better ones, for folk who essentially bankrolled Corgan all the way to the Teahouse…
The person that made the decision to put this band on last was an idiot…. and a genius. It was likely Corgan!! If The Smashing Pumkins had played first many of the crowd would have walked, apart from the really old dude that had to be forcibly removed after a mini collapse, likely due to a massive excess of potato water.. However, they played last so many in attendance stuck around, just to see if they were any good. There was a steady trickle of folk leaving by the third song, more by the fifth. Headbangerwoman was with them…….
When Marilyn Manson took his show to Edmonton, Alberta earlier in 2015, it was lacklustre to say the least.
Not so in Las Vegas. This show was sizzling. White Hot.
Perhaps local radio stations should stop the practice of doling out tickets to half wits that go to shows solely to booze and antagonize others in attendance. It seems as though it has a serious effect on the way a band performs and takes the edge off their ability to interact and become energized . Every single soul at The Joint was there to watch the spectacle that is Brian Warners alter ego, and his sidekick Jeordie (Twiggy) White. The crowd fed the band, and the band gave a 110% rock show extravaganza. True theater at it’s finest. No-one can say they were disappointed. Manson brought it, and he brought it hard. From persuading many a gal (and possibly dudes…who knows?) in the front of the crowd to toss their bras on stage, to stilt walking and bible burning. It all went on and it all went down well. Mansons voice, though not record perfect, was right where it needed to be through the entire set, and he portrayed his character convincingly throughout. If anyone in the crowd was religious, (doubtless…. but possible) they would have left immensely offended. Just as was the aim. Unbelievable that this was the same band, only three months after a sad performance in Edmonton, Canada. In Vegas they pulled the rabbit and it’s entire extended family, silk flowers… and a church on fire, out of the hat, to put on this show.
Hard to believe that only two years separate these two frontman, that one can still ignite the fire in you, while the other bores you to tears. Matching portly bellies maybe, but Manson is the clear winner as far as performance.
KG Headbangerwoman July 22 2015 Photographs KG Headbangerwoman
Counts Vamp’d bar in Las Vegas, Nevada is not a large venue. But you would have expected a slightly larger audience for local band Systemec, and Canada’s Art of Dying on July 3, running into the wee hours of July 4.
It became quickly apparent that a large number of audience members were not a requirement, as Systemec played to an apparent crowd of 50,000. A small home collective of support was all that singer Paul Anthony and co needed, as he bellowed out the grittiest, gnarliest, pure and pitch perfect vocal that many of those in attendance will have ever heard. This dude is spot on. He believes in what he is doing 150% and he leaves the audience feeling the same. His look is slightly unusual and it works well with what he is portraying.
Anthony has great musical back up, but as a collective they could do a little work on themselves and not split their image or what they stand for. The look and attitude of other band members were slightly random, and having Jerry Sienfeld the logger play guitar for a serious rock vocalist, kinda throws the show sideways. Even if he is a shit hot guitarist.
Bassist Chukd makes it look like a walk in the park, but a little more aggression would go a long way.
A bigger stage would be a great thing for a guy like Anthony, he needs space. His persona and vocals are so big.
Give these guys a listen if you like Disturbed, Rammstein or heavier Rage Against The Machine. In fact give them a listen period. They are worth it. You will be hooked.
Find out more at www.systemec.us
Art of Dying are not new…. and with the loss of guitarist Greg Bradley from their line up earlier this year, regular Diehards may be wondering how the band would fare in a live situation….. Well it would appear that they are doing great. A little change of appereance is mainly apparent with the loss of Jonny Hetheringtons long dark curls, in trade for a blonde mohawk.
Live, Art of Dying still produce one hell of a beautiful noise. If you are a fan from way back when you will notice a little loss of depth and would perhaps like to see the addition of a second guitarist. However, it’s not a requirement. Tavis Stanley can hold his own, and with the support of bassist Cale Gontier and drummer Jeff Brown, there is no issue.
An abundance of new music was played at this venue. It has a harder, edgier feel than previous offerings, and Hetheringtons live vocal is still one to be reckoned with. Of course a few older songs were played, and the vibe, along with the message never gets old.
Again, the stage at Vamp’d was a little small for Hetheringtons large live persona, and a bigger audience would have suited better, but those in attendance were not disappointed. It was great to hear unreleased songs live, and it was the only way to celebrate July 1 and 4, depending on where you were from…… Ubuntu.
Karen G Headbangerwoman July 2015
When you talk about luck, you are likely not discussing musician James Steele.
His bio will explain that nicely without it being repeated here. Besides here is the place to put focus on what is going on with Steele present and future. Not in the past.
Steele recently became an official artist of Dean Guitars. That’s gotta be a good thing…
And with names such as Billy Sheehan (Mr Big) and Brad Gillis (Nightranger) on side for his new music venture, Steele is proving that with a little persistence and a boat load of patience, luck can change.
Some Of These Days is still in production, but if you are a fan of no bullshit, guitar lead, straight up rock n roll, this one is well worth a listen.
Good Day to Die will immediately conjure up memories of LA Guns, Motley Crue and Judas Preist. Heavy Metal is here. No messing.
Don’t Cry me a River will ignite a vision of early Alice Cooper, simple opening riffs and heavy ass vocals.
Rule Brittania opens It Goes to Eleven. A nicely paid spoof homage, to a spoof rock star. If you have heard of Nigel Tufnel you’ll get it, and it’s likely to make you chuckle. This Steele fella has a very wry sense of humor, and his guitar chops are fairly fucking fantastic too.
Not to mention guitar chops, this guy is the vocalist on all these tracks, and he can belt it out, no doubt there.
The opening bars of Can It be The Same (feat Brad Gillis) will perhaps spark memories of the haunting voice, and oh so perfect form that was 80’s Mark Slaughter with The Vinnie Vincent Invasion on the song Love Kills….. and a little further in you’ll get hints of any given Dokken tune.
For those of you that still want to listen to the great music of your youth, this is your segway. It’s fresh and new, but it’s hair is still long, and it’s leather pants still give you that great outline of a great ass!
Great memories, making new memories.
No luck needed here Mr Steele
Karen G Headbangerwoman June 17 2015