Richmond,
Sep. 2, 1997
By ANGEL
SMITH
Photos
by DEE LENZI
Other
than a few minor problems with rude management at the Flood
Zone, the Richmond show was one of the best we've ever been
to.
We
drove all the way from Philadelphia to go to the show. It
took us about five hours to drive. Although we got there about
two hours early, the line already stretched well around the
venue.
We parked
Dee's car (note that it is a good idea to PAY when you park
in a parking lot -- more about this later) and went to stand
in line... for the next THREE hours. The doors were opening
much later than originally scheduled and they were selling
tickets at the door, which took a helluva long time as well.
We made
it into the Flood Zone as the opening band, To The Moon Alice,
was beginning their third song. They were awesome and we really
enjoyed them. They did a great job setting the mood for the
audience, who eagerly awaited the never-before-seen-in-Virginia
silverchair!
silverchair
opened with the traditional Slave, much to the delight of
the crowd, which despite warnings not to mosh, did just that.
Slave was followed up with Leave Me Out. Next, Daniel greeted
the crowd with a "Thank you!" and then said, "St.
Loooouis! St. Louis ROCKS! Yeah... you guys in St. Louis ROCK!"
When the crowd began to jeer him, he responded with a chorus
of "What? What? What's the matter?" As the crowd
shouted back "RICHMOND!" Daniel let out a laugh
and replied "Yeah... YEAH! RICHMOND! YEAH!" Immediately
the band began the opening chords of Abuse Me. I was still
getting used to Daniel's dreadlocks, which I love, but Dee
doesn't particularly like at all.
"Thanks,
Richmond!" Daniel exclaimed after The Closing and Pure
Massacre. Chris and Ben left the stage, and Daniel informed
us that "I'm going to do this song by myself because
I think we just broke up." The song, of course, was Cemetery.
Pop Song
For Us Rejects was next, which Daniel dedicated to someone
(although I couldn't understand the name), then the band went
directly into Suicidal Dream, followed by Tomorrow (it was
during Tomorrow that Dee and I had our run in with Flood Zone
management -- they took our camera away, but we got a roll
of pictures anyway!)
"Are
you motherfuckers ready to rock the house one more time in
the mother fucking hood y'all?" Daniel asked. "I
need to ask you something brothers. Brothers and sisters.
We are gathered here today to rock and roll one more time
in the motherfucking hood y'all. Are you motherfuckers ready
to rock? I SAID are you mother fuckers ready to rock? Can
I get a hallelujah? (The crowd responds.) Can I get a hallelujah?"
(The crowd responds louder.) The band then begins The Door.
I was laughing too hard at Daniel to jump (I'm from Alabama,
and I get made fun of for saying "y'all," so it
was hilarious for me to hear Daniel say it!), even though
Daniel instructed us to do so at the end of the first chorus.
Faultline
followed, which I have always enjoyed live. No Association
was next, and then Freak, which the crowd helped sing.
"This
is off a movie soundtrack," Daniel announced next, and
we immediately became overwhelmed with excitement because
we KNEW what was coming up. Sure enough, the first incredible
chords of Spawn flew out into the club, and believe me when
I say that it was unbelivable! The highlight of the song is
Chris -- he tackles the monstrous bass line and forces the
song to take on a life of its own.
The band
left the stage at this point, but returned about five minutes
later. Israel's Son was next and last. It kicked its usual
amount of ass. Close to the end, Daniel surprised the HELL
out of us by removing the mic from its stand, and, teetering
on the edge of the stage, offered his hands out to the audience,
who grabbed at them ferociously. Once he had moved back to
the center of the stage, he ended the song by placing the
entire end of the microphone in his mouth, standing in his
now famous Christ-like pose, arms outstretched.
We got
to hang out with the opening band after the show, a group
of incredibly nice guys. We'll be doing a spotlight on them
in the upcoming issue of the sideshow fanzine. More photos
from the Richmond show will also appear in that issue, as
well as a more in-depth look at the show (including an entire
transcript of the show, which included too much Daniel chatter
to include in this review). E-mail Angel@silverchair.net for
details.
(P.S.:
Dee's car was towed while we were in the club. Let me remind
you once again -- PAY when you park, or you may have to shell
out $95 to get your car back!)
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