Tinley Park, IL 7/22/09
First Midwest Bank Amphitheatre
By Anthony Kuzminski
{Photo Credit}
Crüe Fest 2 is filling an abyss Ozzfest left. While Ozzfest has turned into a one weekend a year festival, there are still those who hanker to have a traveling circus come to their hometown. This is where Crüe Fest comes into play. One of my overriding uncertainties would be that Crüe Fest 2 would straddle too many things and instead of doing one thing well, they would fail at juggling too much. While I found it hard to catch all of the acts on both the main and side stages, I am pleased to report that I was affably bowled over at the amount of talent on display. A whiff college was in the air (cigarette smoke, pot, pizza, un-bathed teens) and a sundry and eclectic crowd came out in full force to release some aggression. There were bands I never would have given the time of day to and here they were with a opportunity to astound me and to my astonishment, many of them did.
Drowning Pool, Charm City Devils, Cavo and Shram all performed abridged sets attempting to make an impact with their all too limited stage time. The first act I witnessed to take a forceful bite out of the crowd was Theory of a Deadman. They began their set rapidly and little by little managed to turn on their insistent melodic charms and whipped the crowd into a flurry with a heavy emphasis on their latest album Scars & Souvenirs. The four-piece, led by vocalist Tyler Connolly turned in a set that was more than stirring; it lingered in my memory bank even after Mötley Crüe took their final bows. If you think you know what this band is about by seeing one or two music videos, you are mistaken. They hit the stage with an intrinsic series of songs that straddled between tremendous distortion echo calls and easy on the ear gems with enough might to even make the most cynic metal head stand up and take notice. When their thirty-five minute set came to a conclusion after a raucous “Bad Girlfriend”, there was an air of astonishment around the amphitheater. They were that good.
Godsmack brought their brand of molten metal performing a selection of numbers from their four studio records. Godsmack is a band never to be underestimated, even if you do not appreciate their music, they’ll try their damndest to make you think otherwise with their live performance. With no new album in tow (although one is due in 2010), the 60-minute set was proverbial to crowd who ate up their show like it was the last supper. They ripped through the songs with gleeful momentum playing to their core fans and making a few new ones in the process. Pyrotechnics, continual stage movement and even dueling drum solos prove to be more than eye candy but an enthralling elixir that the crowd gulped back without ever thinking twice. They are a four-piece band who manages to always deliver as was evident on the frenzied “Whiskey Hangover”. When the last fire blast had cooled down, the ringing in your eyes subsided and the final bit of guitar distortion faded into the sky, Godsmack had conquered the crowd in ways even a skeptic had to welcome.

On the second stage, all of the acts bowed to Rev Theory. {Rev Theory Photo Credit} The band forged a bond with their audience immediately. Singer Rich Luzzi had the charisma of a rock god as he found a way to even bond with those not engrossed while never letting his guard down for those who were there just to see them. Being a second stage is never an easy feat yet Rev Theory relished in the top spot and illustrated to every one why they deserved to be on the main stage next year with their scorching foot stomping power chords drenched in clawing adrenaline and insatiable hunger. Their songs broke down barriers and as Luzzi told the crowd to get closer as the band tore through numbers from their Light It Up record. They even effectively nailed a cover of Nine Inch Nails “Head Like A Hole” much to the satisfaction of the crowd. Without the advantage of a elaborate lighting system, pyro or any gadgets there was nothing but blood sweat and tears on the second stage. No one else came close to the supremacy of Rev Theory. There was an adept correlation between the band and the crowd as their songs burst off the stage with a jolting onslaught that I hope to see again.
The evening’s entrée was Mötley Crüe, performing their best selling album Dr. Feelgood in its entirety along with a handful of other classic cuts. When this was originally announced, I was initially excited and then the enthusiasm led to dread. Unlike other acts that are performing timeless records these days, there was a question as to why Feelgood was chosen over some of their other albums. It may be Mötley Crüe’s best selling record, but few deem it their best. Not to mention that most of the singles have been performed at every Mötley Crüe show for the last two decades. So would they deliver or limp through an all too predictable set?
{Writer’s Note: The following paragraphs contain spoilers about the stage design. Stop reading now if you do not wish to know what happens}
Of the remaining songs, most of them hits (“Same Ol’ Situation”, “Don’t Go Away Mad, Just Go Away”, “Kickstart My Heart”), the true revelation was guitarist Mick Mars. Mars has taken on a senior role within the band akin to Charlie Watts in the Rolling Stones. Neither says much but when they hit the stage they are all business and the true die-hard fans never take their eyes off them. Throughout most of the 1980’s, Mars guitar playing was often chided for not being as ostentatious as his contemporaries. Two decades onward, he proves to be the one whose work has proven to be timeless. What Mars lacks in virtuosity he makes up for with visceral power. You can’t wrap yourself around noodlings from many of the six finger seductiveness, but Mars cursory and to-the-point riffs provide narrative drive. While the band’s sound is steeped in the swagger of Nikki Sixx’s bass and Tommy Lee’s unyielding drums, Mars guitar is the vertebrae encapsulating the spine of Sixx and Lee. Mick Mars is a walking miracle and the audacity with which he attacks those six strings is spellbinding.
{Mick Mars Photo Credit}
To his credit vocalist Vince Neil kept referring to the album by its sides. Whether this is how he remembers the disc or whether he wants to earn credibility with the vinyl collecting crowd, I’m not sure, but he felt sincere in his interaction. The final track on Feelgood, “Time For Change” should have been a single with its sentimental worldly lyric that indisputably moved me. This song and album received more spins by me between 1989 and 1991 than any other album in my collection and yet it’s probably been spun less than ten times in the last decade. Walking into the show, I wasn’t sure if this was an album that was going to age gracefully. I’m happy to say it has, and most of my impression is due to the vigor the four members brought to the material. While Shout or Too Fast would have possibly made better choices for full album renditions, it was hard to argue with the results of their execution. “Time For Change” felt timeless with its heightened and descending chorus and reinstated it into my mental psyche as more than just a pop song at the end of an album. The piano was largely muted in concert replaced with some intrinsic chord work by Mick Mars. At the end of the day, one can yell “desperation” and say an artist is selling out by performing albums top to bottom, but in truth, this is what many fans wish to see and it forces one to reflect on the record as a whole and not just the songs from the radio. Three of the tracks off Dr. Feelgood had never been aired before live, two others have been missing from set lists for close to two decades and another was only partially performed sporadically over the years. Despite the presence of four mega-hits, the band grasped these songs with the same gusto as they had two decades back.
After more stage and set changes (now reflecting internal hard drives), Mick Mars shred through a guitar solo before morphing into a mini greatest hits set led by “Wild Side”. The song had an ejaculation of pyrotechnics unseen by my eyes before. The titanic force of the band could truly be felt on “Looks That Kill”, “Saints of Los Angeles”, “Shout at the Devil ‘97” (with fists flying) and the two song encore of “Home Sweet Home” and “Girls, Girls, Girls”. As Mötley Crüe took their final bows, even the cynic in me was hard pressed to find issues with the show. The band framed the show around full-force versions of some of their most thunderous and memorable songs and in the end, you can’t argue with the song selection or the drive in which they delivered them.
If there is any drawback to Crüe Fest 2, it may be that it’s just too much music for any one person to absorb especially on a weeknight where rush hour traffic impacts those coming to the show. They may be better suited to have fewer bands play longer sets, including Mötley Crüe who could truly take the show over-the-top with an additional thirty-minutes of music. Ultimately, in an economy as inconsolable as this one, Crüe Fest 2 provides a mighty bang for your buck (especially for the Live Nation deals every Wednesday). The truly eclectic band roster delivered music that will sweep away fans of many hard rock styles reminding us that the hedonistic spirit of rock n’ roll is alive and well and in this day and age, that’s all anyone can ask for.
Anthony Kuzminski is a Chicago based writer and Special Features Editor for the antiMusic Network and his daily writings can be read at The Screen Door and can be contacted at thescreendoor AT gmail DOT com.
Chicago 7/22/09 Set List:
“Dr. Feelgood”
“Slice of Your Pie”
“Rattlesnake Shake”
“Kickstart My Heart”
“Without You”
“Same Ol’ Situation (S.O.S)”
“Sticky Sweet”
“She Goes Down”
“Don’t Go Away Mad (Just Go Away)”
“Time For Change”
“Wildside”
“Saints Of Los Angeles”
“Shout At The Devil”
“Looks That Kill”
Encore:
“Home Sweet Home”
“Girls Girls Girls”