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I do enjoy the Chemical Brothers very much, and when I found out they were doing a show at the cow palace in San Francisco with Digweed and Oakenfold, I had to go. We got there as the doors opened, and a tiny crowd of about 100 people entered the enormous hall with a max capacity of 16,500 people. The lighting was enough to make me drool in anticipation of things to come. At one end of the gigantic indoor stadium was a massive stage, dominated by thousands of dollars worth of delicious hardware. Smack in the midst of this plethora of electronic joy was an enormous disc with light being projected onto it through the mist above us. Constantly changing smartlights circled the auditorium, illuminated everything with various colors that shifted and bedazzled. People continued to fill the venue, and by 9:45 when the chemical brothers came on, the place was absolutely packed. More than packed, everyone was on ecstasy. It was mindblowing to walk through the giant lit halls that connected the front and side exits with the side rooms with local DJs and the Sascha and Digweed room. In the light it was especially clear that at any given time you would be hard pressed to find anyone within your field of view who wasn't pulsing with pupils the size of dinner plates, shifting desparately back towards a dance floor or a dark corner. I took a seat at the very rear top of the box seating because I was having trouble standing, and realized with joy that the Chemical Brothers were about to come on. Some of you may be familiar with their new album, Come With Us. The first track was what beckoned us into that two hours of explosive energy. Everything went dark spare dim organic lighting at the depths of the stage, and as the first bout of the orchestral riff broke loose on us, a scene that resembled some sort of intergalactic birthing took place. Between the quickly brightening stage and the intensifying music, it was hard to do anything other than stare in awe and wonder. That awe and wonder was broken as a strobe effect |
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I almost saw them in Chicago.... I heard the Chem. Bros were good but Oakenfold sucked nuts... |
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That was a nice thing to read! I'm also gonna see them,in 2 months. I hope I will have such a good time as you had! *puts on 'the sunshine underground'* |
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oops; didn't see that it cut off, here: That awe and wonder was broken as a strobe effect ushered the first drum break into the aural world, and synched with the first heavy solid bass pulse of an intense dance line was a flash of bright yellow light, bright as the sun, that illuminated everyone and everything in the audience for half a second, just long enough to see everyone in the sea of people bounce upward in prodigious dance. The next four hours were extremely surreal, characterized by the fact that it was hard to look anywhere that wasn't coated in ecstasy induced psychosis. People hugging, kissing, fucking, dancing, staring, catatonic, and otherwise, it was truly a mindblowing thing to see. The large population of security and police there were helpless to do more than patrol the perimeters and stare authoritively, knowing well that the only things in control were the drugs and the artist on stage. Of all of those people, I didn't see one fight, one unhappy person, or anyone looking edgy or concerned. Just a whole lot of drug induced love. Oakenfold did a terrific set despite my dislike for most of his music, and controlled the crowd masterfully. I think culture like this is the closest thing that we have to the LSD peace and love movements of the 60s, and it makes me sad that the drugs people are taking now are so much worse for you. The government can't spread lies about ecstasy making you insane the way they did acid, and I'm afraid that the same way we have a culture strongly influenced by the LSD of the 50s, 60s, and 70s, in twenty years we're going to have a culture polluted by the abuse of ecstasy. I'm going to start taking more care to go to these events, as a rave of 1000 people can get fairly boring, 16,500 people was the most fascinating thing I've seen in a long time. |
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yawn |
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