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Nine Inch Nails – Verizon Wireless Music Center, Noblesville, IN

June 1, 2009 Leave a comment

So this weekend I went to the Nine Inch Nails/Jane’s Addiction show (did you catch the NIN/JA acronym?) in Noblesville, Indiana, about an hour and a half from home for me. My wife, my best friend, and I left town about 4pm, got down there, dicked around for a while, then got in line at about 6pm. The doors opened nearly half an hour late. Past that inconvenience, we made our way to the back of the lawn section (as we wanted a view of the stage and wanted to be in prime taping real estate.)

A quick note about Street Sweeper Social Club. The band was a good opening act, but it was pretty much what you’d expect it to be: Boots Riley with Tom Morello. Morello whipped out a little more of the technical soloing, but he still relied pretty heavily on the Morello-isms of pickup switch tricks, Whammy Pedal work, and guitar cord gimcracks. I’m thinking about picking this album up, but I remember how burned I was by Audioslave. Time will tell. I don’t know how well this band will do, but I don’t think I could sit through a full headlining gig from them. As I said, a good opener.

Now, Nine Inch Nails.

Why, oh why, haven’t I seen this band live earlier?

Well, let’s be honest. I didn’t even really like Nine Inch Nails until about the spring of 2001, when I was a freshman in college. A friend of mine at the time lent me two albums, The Downward Spiral and Broken, neither of which I listened to particularly voraciously. And then one day, all of a sudden, years later, it was like a switch in my musical tastes switched and I suddenly loved Nine Inch Nails. It probably had something to do with finding The Fragile for ten bucks at a used store. Anyway, from then on, I was hooked.

But I was also poor. So even during the tours for With Teeth and Year Zero I was forced to sit out, missing indoor shows from a band known to have a killer live show. So when the option presented itself a few months ago to get cheap (under $40) tickets to see NIN on what is probably their last tour ever, I snapped up some tickets, convinced my friend to trek 850 miles to come see the show with us, and finally considered myself a “real” fan.

I’d say that I’ve gotten to the point—after seeing dozens of concerts, and being in a performing band myself at one point, and working in audio production—that I don’t think I’ll ever be properly “blown away” at a show anymore. This one came damnably close, though. While I spent a lot of time drooling over gear as a gearhead, a few songs definitely touched me in one of those weird places that only music can reach.

I’m pulling the setlist from the forum entry for the show. It looks, to my recollection, correct. Let’s begin.

This was a bonus track on some limited versions of With Teeth, so I’d never heard it. Nice buildup song, though.

I think this might be one of the best opening-portion songs you could put into a set. The intro is so full of energy that it’s hard for people to not at least move to it. I’m not sure how many people actually reconized it due to the lack of real promotion for the album (The Slip), but considering how tech-savvy and ravenous most NIN fans seem to be, it was still one of the more well-recieved songs of the night.

Radio single, so people recognized it. This was one of the songs where I was really impressed by new drummer Ilan Rubin (of Lostprophets). I’ve seen some videos of former touring drummer Josh Freese playing this song, and I believe Ilan holds up favorably against Josh. That’s saying something.

“March of the Pigs”
Of course this is the first song the crowd really went crazy for. This appealed mostly to the same drunks that were screaming “Closerrrrrrrrr!” and “Terrible LIIIIIIE!” all night, as if a) the band could hear them from the back of the lawn seats, and b) they cared. Some of us took the time to see what sort of stuff we’d be seeing/hearing, and knew that those two probably wouldn’t be in there. The song was also the point that the weather started to come into play; in addition to the normal light show, we got a lot of lightening, including a big crack right when the band came in after the breakdown in the middle of the song.

“Piggy (Nothing Can Stop Me Now)”
I quite enjoyed this one. Nice and mellow. Hell if I can remember anything past that, though.

I’ve heard of this song, but never actually heard it. Now I have. It was okay, I guess, and I think more people liked it due to it’s rarity than it being a good song. A great performance, of course, but I wasn’t impressed any more with this than any other song of the night.

“Meet Your Master”
The first track they played off of Year Zero. Since I don’t own it, I hadn’t heard the song, but I correctly placed it as a YZ song just by sound. I felt pretty full of myself at that point. I really liked this one, and this alone is probably enough for me to go get the CD now.

“Head Down”
I don’t remember much about this one, but I think it’s because this was the point that fight broke out about 10 feet from us. Like a real fight. Drunk guy plus angry guy equals two dudes getting bounced right out. It seemed to take security a little while to show up, but once they did, things ended quickly.

“I Do Not Want This”
Trent announced this one with “This one’s from The Downward Spiral,” which made people go insane. When they realized it wasn’t a single, they seemed pretty pissed. I liked it quite a bit, and the lyrics weren’t quite as buried as they are on the album during the verses. Trent seemed to be playing with this one quite a bit, playing with the piano pretty randomly. That made me giggle a little. Okay, a lot. As it built up, the song got bigger and meatier, until it pretty well broke the crowd open at the end, despite how irritated they were for not getting “Closer”.

“Gave Up”
Even live, this song has a definite Broken sound to it. This one was very active, very energetic. The wind really picked up here, but didn’t make the show unbearable. The biggest issue was that we had some sound propegation factors with the wind shears and temperature change that was going through at this point.

“The Fragile”
This one was probably the first one that really touched me. I’ve always loved this song, and I’m sad it was the only one they played off the album. But the performance and the weather were both pretty well in sync, as the light drizzle really complimented the slow burning song.

“The Downward Spiral”
If there’s anything that really made me laugh this night, it was how Trent constructed the setlist. “March of the Pigs” into “Piggy”, “The Fragile” into “The Downward Spiral”, etc. Little two-song couplets. The rain went crazy here, really pouring right about the time the album’s piano motif started up. People cheered for both the song and the weather. Not much more could be done about that syncronicity, it was just plain awesome.

For some reason, people love to shout “FIST FUCK”. I’m not sure what the appeal is. Robin Finck’s solo on this song, for being pretty technically “deficient” was gutsy and really good. Trent and company can really get the use out of a wah pedal in ways that most guys only dream about. The double-kick that ended the song was tight and clean. While it wasn’t particularly fast, it was precise.

As far as the radio singles go, I was never particularly impressed by this one. I mean, it was good, it was performed well, but I’m not too hot on the song. The song is definitely better live, though.

“Mr. Self-Destruct”
This is the point that most of the big songs come out, and this one didn’t disappoint. Good performance, and quite enjoyable.

Probably the heaviest song of the night. My experience was diminished a little by watching some disgusting goth kid mating ritual going on during this song. Sure, it’s one of those songs that’s suited to that kind of thing, but… ew. I don’t recall if Reznor had his guitar on this one, but between the bass and Robin’s guitar, I don’t know if it would have mattered.

“The Good Soldier”
There was nothing particularly memorable about this one. I liked it, but I don’t know if, had I written the song, I would have played it live. My wife and my friend both giggled at Trent playing the bells. I’m not really sure why. Dude plays pretty much everything else, why not the bells, too?

“The Hand That Feeds”
Now comes the obligatory Rock Band reference. I played this song a lot in the previous two days on Rock Band. A lot. This was the song that one of the drunks finally went down. I don’t think he puked, but he finally got hauled up off his knees (get it?) and removed by some people that I assume were his friends. Everyone else seemed to have a good time. I liked it, though at this point I was a little sick of hearing the song. Mostly because of friggin’ Rock Band.

“Head Like a Hole”
After the “thanks for twenty years/I’m not calling it a goodbye cuz it’s sad” speech, which I think was really brilliant and heartfelt, it was nice to hear the single that started the whole thing. The crowd got really into this one, even the more casual fans like my wife and friend. Probably the most poingant part of the whole night, despite the fact that the song is what it is (what with it being about Evil Capitalism and all).

I know that a bunch of shows on this tour haven’t been getting obligatory encores, so I was happy when the band came back out. I was very happy when they played “Hurt”. By this point the rain had long since stopped, so people had their cellphones and lighters out. I had a little giggle at the guy next to us that couldn’t get his going, because he was making the exact same motions as the guy in Wayne’s World 2 that lit the guy up in front of him. (Yes, I just made a Wayne’s World 2 reference.) When the lights finally came up, all three of us were definitely impressed, and I know that I, for one, am compelled to flesh out my NIN collection. We made our way back to the car, out of the lot, ate some lunch, and were home in Fort Wayne by 12:30am.

You’ll note we didn’t stay for Jane’s Addiction. If there’s anyone’s voice that makes me want to hurt myself and others in a painful ways, it’s Perry Ferrell’s. And this is coming from someone who likes Bob Dylan, Conor Oberst, and Billy Corgan.

All in all, it was a great night, and was definitely worth the $34 dollars I spent on the ticket (after $6 parking fee and $9 ticket fee. Livenation really knows how to grab a guy by the balls). The weather was, I think, perfectly suited to the show, and I wouldn’t have traded it for a cloud-free show in the slightest. The lightshow, while tame by NIN standards, was well-suited to the show, and the lightning provided by nature only helped with the mood and atmosphere. I was wondering, for a while, if we were going to end up with a Woodstock ’94-like event with mud and whatnot, but we got just enough rain to make the evening memorable.

Now I’m just pissed I waited ’til there won’t be any more Nine Inch Nails shows to see them.


Ant Wheels: When Ideas Change

May 20, 2008 Leave a comment

I was originally going to write this about Nine Inch Nails’ The Slip. And then I read the newest Rolling Stone, and lo and behold, there’s a big, fat review of the album. I’ve read a dozen or more reviews of the album at Warren Ellis’ Whitechapel Forums. So what this leads me to is how do I, the casual blogger, really get a good, timely, post out there? Well, up here. Anyway.

I think the short answer is that I don’t. Nearly all the posts I’ve made in this blog have been months or weeks out of date. Maybe I don’t rely on my feeds enough. Maybe I rely on them too much. I don’t think I’ve hit that magic spot where I’m reading enough yet not reading too much.

The unfortunate thing about the internet, that I’ve found, anyway, is that what you’re trying to say has probably already been said. Political commentary is being parroted by half a dozen news stations, innumerable websites, TV news, radio news, and the hundreds, nay, thousands of bloggers* just itching to complain or canonize some snippet of news. I am not an investigative journalist. Not often, anyway.

All I can do is give my opinion, which 90% of the time is made up of 80% uninformed bitching and 15% lies (that’s not true) in an attempt to up the word count of my post to keep some sorry bastard (you?) keep reading.

And if I’m doing that somewhere between once and four times a month, what about the people that do it every day?

I can’t maintain a link blog. I find it an indulgence anyway. Yet I use Twitter for the sole purpose of feeling important. Is that what all of us in Web 2.0 are doing? Is this creating a shit-ton of content that really doesn’t mean anything? I submit that it is. That’s not to say there’s no real content out there, but I think someone needs to figure out a way to dig into my brain and find what I want to say when I want to say it, as well as parse the entire internet into a digestible portion that I’m interested in. I’m slowly integrating bits of information intake organization; I’ve started using Google’s applications to organize my RSS, and its Calendar application so I know what the hell I’m doing and when I’m doing it (so long as there’s internet access where I happen to be at any given moment.)

I realize at this point that my whole post is a product of the mindless blather that is the internet. It’s some sort of self-perpetuating cycle. “Add something that readers would have an interest in.” “Bring something new to the table.” It sounds so easy, doesn’t it? But is it really?

Take, for example, the New York Times. There’s this really neat thing that they use called RSS, but their various feeds run the same stories. Does this make sense? Do they run the same stories in different sections in the physical newspaper? I bet they don’t, because that would make the paper weight a thousand pounds apiece and drive the costs through the roof, not to mention that it would be an unwieldy beast to read. So why do they make you see the same headlines four times in four “different” feeds? Is that economical for anyone involved? Wouldn’t I save time only looking at one headline? Wouldn’t the NYT save time by only running a headline once? Wouldn’t the webteam* accomplish more if they weren’t adding the same stories to half a dozen feeds?

This, I think, is the whole point of this post… everyone is trying to get as much junk out there as they can, trying to get their voice heard. “The internet has given everyone a voice, and apparently everyone wants to bitch about movies,” I think, is a paraphrase from Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. I’m quoting from a mildly successful Kevin Smith movie, I realize, but there’s a lot of truth in that. But it’s more than just movies. Everyone gets together to bitch about… everything. I mean, you’re reading my bitching about other people’s bitching? How fucking inbred is that? This whole post is cyclical and parasitic.

Sorta like the internet, and media in general.

I read in a Magic: The Gathering article by Patrick Chapin about an idea called information cascade. One person reads something from a source they trust and simply assume that, since it comes from a trustworthy person, the information is true. Then someone else hears from the new person, and so on, until nearly everyone simply assumes something to be true. Chapin puts it this way:

“The information cascade is a chain reaction of decision-making where almost everyone involved is basing their decision on the decisions of others, who in turn base their decisions on others, regardless of personal information. Now, often these cascades carry a useful message to everyone quickly (such as when you are at a street corner and everyone starts crossing. Even if you can’t see the walk sign, it is a fairly safe bet that the crowd knows what it is doing). However, if the first couple of people were in error, the cascade can send a harmful signal to all (everyone panicking and trying to run out of a movie theater when someone yells “Fire”). “

The old example is the “ant wheel,” wherein ants simply follow the ant in front of them, and if the front of the line finds a new ant, they follow that ant… which may very well be the rear ant in the line that he himself is leading. It’s the ant equivallent of staring at your own bellybutton. I think that any system that relies on others and their leadership can run into this sort of thing.

So media, in a way, is just everyone repeating what someone else has already said about something. And that’s how I got here. I can’t seem to write a review of Nine Inch Nails’ The Slip without saying something someone already said, or might have already said. And then someone reads this and (well, hopefully) assumes I’m right, and they tell someone what I said, and everything goes cyclical.

I’m not doing that. I refuse to. I’m not bringing down the internet. And neither, Mr. Bloggerpants, should you.

*I find it ironic that Firefox claims that “bloggers” is not a word, and thus underlines it to tell me so. As well as “doesn’t.” Interestingally, “webteam” is a word.