According to Almost Famous, that is indeed one of rock’s attributes. Whether or not that’s merely hyperbole is up for discussion. What is not, however, is that Dave Grohl might have saved rock, at least for me. I (finally) caught his brand of straight up, in-your-face, rock when I saw the Foo Fighters at the Garden last night. Said Dave, about the number of fans (myself included) who were at their first show, “Where the fuck have you been for the last sixteen years?”
Where have I been, indeed? They’ve been one of my favorite bands ever since Dave rose up from the ashes of Nirvana. Last night’s show just helped remind me why. There was a ton of pure headbanging, screeching guitar solos, heavy-handed drumming, a stage run that split the audience, complete with an elevator platform at the end, and plenty of screaming. I’m surprised Dave even has a voice at this point.
The show was heavy on the new material, which I expected, as it is a tour supporting Wasting Light. Being the last stop on the US leg hopefully counted for something, as the show covered nearly three hours. Personal highlights included “All My Life”, which closed the set and the acoustic-to-electric “Times Like These”.
I’ve been on a bit of a hot streak with concerts. The next one I have planned is
Band of Horses in a few weeks The Allman Brothers, but perhaps I’ll find something to see between now and then. As for the Foo Fighters, they are what rock is about. Go see them.