I don't remember you guys being this fuckin' crazy and pushy.
- Trent Reznor
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Let's see. I found an actual setlist (if anyone cares to know). I found it hilarious that people were singing along to "Piggy" and they couldn't get the speed exactly right of saying, "piggy pig pig pig". Everyone was so out of sync with Trent. XD
"999,999"
"1,000,000"
"Letting You"
"Discipline"
"March of The Pigs"
"Head Down"
"The Frail"
"Closer"
"Gave Up"
"The Warning"
"Vessel"
"Ghosts 5"
"Ghosts 14"
"Ghosts 19"
"Piggy (Ghosts remake)"
"The Greater Good"
"Pinion"
"Wish"
"Terrible Lie"
"Survivalism"
"Ghosts 31"
"Only"
"The Hand That Feeds"
"Head Like A Hole"
-encore-
"Echoplex"
"The Beginning of The End"
"God Given"
"The Good Soldier"
"Hurt"
"In This Twilight"
Holy god, Echoplex was a divine listen. I'm hoping to hear Mr. Roid Midget make some more songs in that vein (a good, dark rock melody with quietly haunting vocal harmonies. Simple and beautiful.) When you can get a whole audience to whisp-sing "la la la la la la la la la LA," then you know you've got prowess and you're going to have an everlasting effect on someone's psyche. There's something deeply childish about "la la la" in songs, yet something else so completely adult.
I always think it's interesting when singers look out into the audience but don't truly SEE anyone. Trent kind of just.. stares out beyond his mic stand and probably just visualizes other things in his head while he sings.
Rezzy Rez threw out a couple of Goth Tambourines (they were all black, like his SOUL and whatnot), and one landed a few feet behind me. I guess there ARE some advantages to not being in the very front. :P He played them by knocking them on his right collarbone instead of knocking on his thigh or something. Probably just trying to show off his Mr. Universe biceps. Whatever, Trent, I am not impressed. :P
There was a VERY mesmerizing visualization in which the rain-screen came down, cloaking the band members with golden light (I'm sure this was during "Only"); couldn't see them at all behind the screen.
Except when Trent came towards the Gold Screen.
The screen would dissipate when he came forward. It looked like he had an unholy aura of blackness around him.
And then he would look every single one of us in the eye. Through us.
And as he did that, I have a feeling he saw that small 4 foot 11 girl in the blue v-neck shirt with the black-rimmed glasses and the short, sweaty brown/black hair and said to himself:
"WHAT THE HELL IS A MIDGET DOING AT MY FUCKIN CONCERT"
:D
There was a girl to the right of me with glasses who was on the rail, and she kept asking me if I was okay, if I could breathe, how I was doing. I always appreciate when people look out for each other at concerts.
There was a drunk, bald guy who tried to start slam-dancing (was being a real asshole about it), and he was promptly kicked out. Everybody clapped. XD
I think I counted at least 4 or 5 crowd-surfers, mostly women in skimpy clothing. Soaking with sweat. The security-guards took care of all the surfers and brought them over the rail; made sure they were okay and all that.
When the guitarist moved his dread-locked head around to the music, it looked like he had Medusa-like serpents flailing around his head like a halo.
I think that's all I've got (or can remember) for now. I may edit this post if I remember something else good.
At the end of our little fun time, Chelsey and I got lost in OKC for an hour or so, but we made it out fine and made it home by 2:10 in the morning. Not too bad. :) (Better than getting lost in Tulsa.)
(and speaking of Tulsa, NIN are coming back to Oklahoma again. I may go by myself this time, if I get a chance. Hmm :P Or maybe Audrey.. I wonder...)
Read the damn LJ Cut you bastards.