ASSORTED DECLARATIONS BY STAFF WRITER
I thought I would have a hoverboard by now.
In case you just opened the hatch of your underground bunker, we are already living in 2013 and there is a damn good chance you have dedicated yourself to some ridiculous New Year’s resolutions that will be broken by the time you read the final sentence of this week’s installment of Headphones. Last year at this time, I declared I would try new and exciting things in The 570, check out as many live shows as I could and, like any teenage boy promises on a yearly basis, keep my room clean. For the year, I’m going to grade myself a solid C+ and a glittery “shows recent improvement” sticker placed firmly on the top of my test sheet. It’s all about making progress.
In 2013, I think this area needs some hefty high caliber concerts to swing through here and kick up some dust. The hopes of a Green Day show in the Diamond City were crushed earlier this week with the announcement of its cancellation. Other than the usual repeat performers and novelty acts of yesteryear, 2013 could be another year of “meh” for concerts in our backyard.
I recently heard some people talking about a show they saw and how amazing it was from start to finish. All the acts brought their A-game and there was a sea of people living life and letting their freak flags fly. The show was Lollapalooza 1992 and consisted of Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Ministry, Lush, Jesus and Mary Chain, Ice Cube and the Red Hot Chili Peppers. The tour landed with a huge thud at the Montage Mountain Performing Arts Center, or as it was known throughout the rest of the world as, a stage at the bottom of a ski slope in Scranton. The August 15 show featured a 45-minute set from the newly-anointed gods of grunge, Pearl Jam. A long-locked Eddie Vedder and Co. opened with “Why Go”, and ripped through now classic cuts such as “Deep”, “Jeremy”, “Breath”, “Even Flow”, “Alive”, “Porch” and “Rockin’ in the Free World”. That 45 minute set and the rest of the concert are still being talked about 20 years later? This seems amazing to me.
I can go on and on about my dad taking me to see my first concert, The Hooters (the band, not the busty waitresses) and how seeing The Rolling Stones helped me finally see the rock n’ roll light. The time I witnessed all of Bob Marley’s children get together on stage and sing his songs with passion and purpose still gives me chills. Musical moments are just that; frozen pieces of melodious time slipped into a pocket in your memory for you to revisit when you see fit.
Let’s hope 2013 fills you with moments to remember and let’s keep our collective fingers crossed that some “different-from-what-we-get-every-summer” tours decide to come our way. It’s not that I don’t love Rascal Flatts or Toby Keith and his Ford-sponsored red, white and blue bandana fest. Motley Crue and Poison are coming back? Shocked. Cheap Trick with special guests Moody Blues? C’mon man.
I’ll take Black Sabbath, The Black Crowes, The Who, Iron Maiden, The Killers, Eric Clapton, David Bowie, Rage Against The Machine, Flaming Lips, BB King, Aretha Franklin, Wilco, Alabama Shakes and hopefully another Peach Music Festival instead of watching four hairy old guys in white make-up sing “Let’s Put The X In Sex”.
Here’s what’s in my headphones this week: LCD Soundsystem London Sessions (EMI Virgin) 2011
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