My Bloody Review
A critique of a My Bloody Valentine concert in amateur rhyme
Daniel McTyre
Issue date: 4/29/09 Section: Entertainment
Dormant for so long, a bloody beast has re-awakened,
To participate again in music and money making.
My Bloody Valentine has gained fans by the hive,
And now Kevin Shields tapped his inner O'Reilly and said "We'll do it live!"
The band's dreamy chaos moved me into their hive,
And like any good drone, I took the Trek to see them live.
Sure, a trip to Austin would be many a mile,
But as Shields told me, Resistance is Futile.
So buddy Joe and I entered the Music Hall with glee
Though we never expected the candy that our eyes were soon to see
But before this feeding frenzy, a pair of acts opened the night,
As I took my position to compensate for my moderate height.
Lift to Experience was made of plenty of jams,
Flavored not as strawberry or grape, but of the kind that won the 'Dead so many fans.
Their hobo-like appearances suggested they were high as a kite
But it was no worry; their sonic punches confirmed their rock and roll might.
The same can't be said of the following act,
As audience-grabbing skills are something he lacked.
With the crowd preferring to converse, rather than tune in,
I audibly wondered, "Is he of the Jonas' kin?".
With the jam band done and the missing Jonas away,
It was now time for the attraction of the day.
A group of groomed Brits took over the set,
Letting us know that Soon, a wall of noise was to beget.
"I Only Said" begets this First Wall,
And their massive volume simply drowns all.
Such was a theme that dominated the show,
Deafening and electrifying the crowd, no matter what row.
With patterned lights and stark imagery,
Shields and Co. sugared us with full rock and roll chivalry.
Crushing guitars in tandem with a flute-like sound,
Makes this a dreamy chaos for which we are bound.
This angry current of sound drags my body in a wave,
Too much for order, but too little for a Rave.
But the calm panic of Shields and Co. has my mind dazed,
To participate again in music and money making.
My Bloody Valentine has gained fans by the hive,
And now Kevin Shields tapped his inner O'Reilly and said "We'll do it live!"
The band's dreamy chaos moved me into their hive,
And like any good drone, I took the Trek to see them live.
Sure, a trip to Austin would be many a mile,
But as Shields told me, Resistance is Futile.
So buddy Joe and I entered the Music Hall with glee
Though we never expected the candy that our eyes were soon to see
But before this feeding frenzy, a pair of acts opened the night,
As I took my position to compensate for my moderate height.
Lift to Experience was made of plenty of jams,
Flavored not as strawberry or grape, but of the kind that won the 'Dead so many fans.
Their hobo-like appearances suggested they were high as a kite
But it was no worry; their sonic punches confirmed their rock and roll might.
The same can't be said of the following act,
As audience-grabbing skills are something he lacked.
With the crowd preferring to converse, rather than tune in,
I audibly wondered, "Is he of the Jonas' kin?".
With the jam band done and the missing Jonas away,
It was now time for the attraction of the day.
A group of groomed Brits took over the set,
Letting us know that Soon, a wall of noise was to beget.
"I Only Said" begets this First Wall,
And their massive volume simply drowns all.
Such was a theme that dominated the show,
Deafening and electrifying the crowd, no matter what row.
With patterned lights and stark imagery,
Shields and Co. sugared us with full rock and roll chivalry.
Crushing guitars in tandem with a flute-like sound,
Makes this a dreamy chaos for which we are bound.
This angry current of sound drags my body in a wave,
Too much for order, but too little for a Rave.
But the calm panic of Shields and Co. has my mind dazed,
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Ottawa Movers
posted 9/30/09 @ 10:27 AM CST
Quote:
""I Only Said" begets this First Wall,
And their massive volume simply drowns all.
Such was a theme that dominated the show,
Deafening and electrifying the crowd, no matter what row. (Continued…)
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