Before I review the show, in my typical cynical fashion, I’m going to throw this out here:

The invention of the digital camera and portable recording devices was the death of the rock and roll show.

Profound? (I know, I’m amazing)

Really though, it’s the truth. But probably not in the way you think. WHY do I go to a show and have to view the band through a sea of glowing white screens being held above people’s heads? What is this obsession people have? I really don’t understand it. You pay $50 for a ticket and watch the entire show through a mini digital camera you’re holding over your head. How is that enjoyable? I’d rather run my dick along a cheese grater, but that’s just me.

And what’s with tall people?  I decided the other day that NO ONE should be taller than 6 feet.  Does that sound unreasonable? What’s the fucken point? Ladders were invented long ago, we don’t need you people anymore, you have no business here, fair fellow. From now on, I will officially punch any person at a show over 6 feet, in the dick. SQUARE in the dick.

So, I went to a show, didn’t I?  Oh ya, well let me start out by saying that the highlight was watchign some dude slowly slump over onto the bar and puke some relish-looking sludge from his mouth, then collapse to the floor.  You can’t put a price on that shit. We literally just stood and stared at him, rather than call someone of significance (bartender, juiced up bouncer, ghostbusters).

Oh, oh, another fun part was when we were waiting in line for wrist bands, I heard some girl say “Ya, were here to see MGMT, there is another band called Beck too I think.”  I literally almost punched her, then I realized I don’t need anymore assult charges (Punching a drunk clown? How does that even count?).  I hate kids under 19 at shows. Final answer.

MGMT was on when we got in, was pretty jacked to see them since I’ve been reppin’ that album from before some chick asked me “Do you know that song with the girls singing… something-something-pretend?”. I was sorely disappointed kiddies, the sound was ear piercing.  I know I’m getting old, but it wasn’t even the volume, it was just poor sound quality. Strike 1 (I only allow 1 strike by the way, I’m a no-bullshit kind of guy). MGMT = FAIL.

Beck came on pretty prompty and didn’t disappoint - staring with an awesome version of “Loser”.  Highlights included some rapping and record-scratching, as well as him playing every song he needed to play to impress me.  Lot of Odalay and just enough new stuff.  Some fucken 7 foot giant blocked my view of Mr Hanson the whole time, but whatever, I’m over it.  Sound was good, which made me even more pissed about MGMT I think.

Regardless, Beck didn’t disappoint and I’ve found a few new categories of people to dislike, great success. Peace in the Middle East, b-words.