old UK review....
Staind
na
Astoria, London
08 March 2006
There were a few sad faces tonight, not just because Staind are such a beautifully miserable band, but because originally when this show was scheduled back in September, the main support were meant to be Sevendust. However, this doesn’t mean we should take it out on Fire Leaf – four piece, female fronted melodic metal band – for they held their own up there on that grand stage and did fairly well in proving their worth.
It’s been a while (haha) since Staind have graced us with their presence over here and its clear by the crowd response that they have been sorely missed. As soon as the lights go down, the eruption of excitement is in the extreme and its clear that the majority of the crowd are dedicated fans, probably from all the way back as the ‘Tormented’ era (Staind’s first, now out-of-print album). Although, seeing as it’s been so long since they’ve been here it would be difficult to satisfy everyone with the set list. With potentially five albums to choose from, and a new album to be promoting, I would imagine it being to find the right balance suit everyone. But hats off to the guys I think they got the mix just right.
One thing I must admire about this band is the honesty, the way that you truly believe they want to be there, and that they want to play for you. They want to put on a good show not just do their job, get wasted and abuse some groupies. Lets face it, they’re not the most attractive collective you’ve seen are they? But when you see them altogether on stage they work just right. The bean-pole bass player never hitting a wrong note, helping with backing vocals and generally truly enjoying himself. The long haired guitarist, who actually managed to bounce around like a man possessed throughout possible the whole set, even when it wasn’t particularly rockin’. The tasteful drummer – I’d like to say one of the most tasteful drummers in rock at the moment – keeping a solid backbone with such beautiful brutality, and then there’s the singer. Aaron Lewis, possibly the most miserable man in the whole world, but tonight, possibly the most admired man in the room. Identified by constantly wearing his heart firmly on his sleeve and giving the fans more honesty than most bands do put together. Only once does he acknowledge the crowd, which is just before he sits on his own to serenade us with acoustic glory. Does this upset us? The answer is no. He knows there’s nothing else to say because the songs have already said it, so a brief thank you and he’s said just enough. This is real, the attitude and feelings between the band and audience is pure honesty and understanding.
Well done boys, really, well done.
Who said Nu Metal was dead? I suggest you retract that comment and shoot yourself.
Reviewed by James Arter
Posted on 0000-00-00
na
Astoria, London
08 March 2006
There were a few sad faces tonight, not just because Staind are such a beautifully miserable band, but because originally when this show was scheduled back in September, the main support were meant to be Sevendust. However, this doesn’t mean we should take it out on Fire Leaf – four piece, female fronted melodic metal band – for they held their own up there on that grand stage and did fairly well in proving their worth.
It’s been a while (haha) since Staind have graced us with their presence over here and its clear by the crowd response that they have been sorely missed. As soon as the lights go down, the eruption of excitement is in the extreme and its clear that the majority of the crowd are dedicated fans, probably from all the way back as the ‘Tormented’ era (Staind’s first, now out-of-print album). Although, seeing as it’s been so long since they’ve been here it would be difficult to satisfy everyone with the set list. With potentially five albums to choose from, and a new album to be promoting, I would imagine it being to find the right balance suit everyone. But hats off to the guys I think they got the mix just right.
One thing I must admire about this band is the honesty, the way that you truly believe they want to be there, and that they want to play for you. They want to put on a good show not just do their job, get wasted and abuse some groupies. Lets face it, they’re not the most attractive collective you’ve seen are they? But when you see them altogether on stage they work just right. The bean-pole bass player never hitting a wrong note, helping with backing vocals and generally truly enjoying himself. The long haired guitarist, who actually managed to bounce around like a man possessed throughout possible the whole set, even when it wasn’t particularly rockin’. The tasteful drummer – I’d like to say one of the most tasteful drummers in rock at the moment – keeping a solid backbone with such beautiful brutality, and then there’s the singer. Aaron Lewis, possibly the most miserable man in the whole world, but tonight, possibly the most admired man in the room. Identified by constantly wearing his heart firmly on his sleeve and giving the fans more honesty than most bands do put together. Only once does he acknowledge the crowd, which is just before he sits on his own to serenade us with acoustic glory. Does this upset us? The answer is no. He knows there’s nothing else to say because the songs have already said it, so a brief thank you and he’s said just enough. This is real, the attitude and feelings between the band and audience is pure honesty and understanding.
Well done boys, really, well done.
Who said Nu Metal was dead? I suggest you retract that comment and shoot yourself.
Reviewed by James Arter
Posted on 0000-00-00
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