Surprise, I found myself talking with some wasted fucker at the El Corazon.
“I don’t really like this music. Now, I’m not sayin’ these bands ain’t good. That’s not the case. I’m just sayin’ it doesn’t do anything for me. I’m more of an acoustic man…”
You get the sorry ass picture.
A few moments passed and dude started going on about leaving.
“You’re not staying for D.R.I.?”
From the tone of my question, drunken fool stood stunned, inferring the magnitude of the acronym: D.R.I.! At that moment, clarity kicked in the door and he understood he was full of shit.
“I gotta work early.”
Go home buddy. You can’t take it. D.R.I. will eat you for lunch even if they did play the day after Thanksgiving. They're still hungry and you're fresh meat.
Plain and simple: dude missed out.
Not only did he miss a killer show, but he actually channeled the spirit of the timeless D.R.I. jam, "I'd Rather Be Sleeping" and had no idea.
Somewhere in the Emerald City (or quite possibly Federal Way), while this drunken acoustic boy dreamed of an Emo hug and sway, D.R.I. was back and made it apparent from the get go, blasting into the classic “Who Am I,” then ripping into a Four of a Kind medley consisting of “Slum Lord,” “Dead in a Ditch,” and the ultimate “Suit and Tie Guy!"
But that wasn't all. The mighty Dirty Rotten Imbeciles proceeded to tear into several tunes from the punk masterpiece: Dealing With It. The crowd went ballistic when they launched into "Couch Slouch."
Overall, D.R.I. hit every album and played most of the songs the crowd wanted to hear including a new jam titled "Against Me." No shit, the set list spanned at least four to five pieces of paper - brilliant! Actually, I was pleasantly surprised they played "Dry Heaves" from Definition, which is a song my friends and I would sing to one another on many a morning back in the day - generally on days we had to work early when we'd rather be sleeping in our beds crashed out.
Ah, nostalgia.
D.R.I.'s importance to punk and thrash music cannot be overlooked. These guys demonstrated the chops for thrash before critics felt compelled to label bands "thrash." If you want D.I.Y, then look no further than D.R.I. - these guys are inspiring. After a bout with cancer, it is good to see Spike ripping it up again like I have seen him rip it up so many times.
Welcome back Imbeciles, you were truly missed.
“I don’t really like this music. Now, I’m not sayin’ these bands ain’t good. That’s not the case. I’m just sayin’ it doesn’t do anything for me. I’m more of an acoustic man…”
You get the sorry ass picture.
A few moments passed and dude started going on about leaving.
“You’re not staying for D.R.I.?”
From the tone of my question, drunken fool stood stunned, inferring the magnitude of the acronym: D.R.I.! At that moment, clarity kicked in the door and he understood he was full of shit.
“I gotta work early.”
Go home buddy. You can’t take it. D.R.I. will eat you for lunch even if they did play the day after Thanksgiving. They're still hungry and you're fresh meat.
Plain and simple: dude missed out.
Not only did he miss a killer show, but he actually channeled the spirit of the timeless D.R.I. jam, "I'd Rather Be Sleeping" and had no idea.
Somewhere in the Emerald City (or quite possibly Federal Way), while this drunken acoustic boy dreamed of an Emo hug and sway, D.R.I. was back and made it apparent from the get go, blasting into the classic “Who Am I,” then ripping into a Four of a Kind medley consisting of “Slum Lord,” “Dead in a Ditch,” and the ultimate “Suit and Tie Guy!"
But that wasn't all. The mighty Dirty Rotten Imbeciles proceeded to tear into several tunes from the punk masterpiece: Dealing With It. The crowd went ballistic when they launched into "Couch Slouch."
Overall, D.R.I. hit every album and played most of the songs the crowd wanted to hear including a new jam titled "Against Me." No shit, the set list spanned at least four to five pieces of paper - brilliant! Actually, I was pleasantly surprised they played "Dry Heaves" from Definition, which is a song my friends and I would sing to one another on many a morning back in the day - generally on days we had to work early when we'd rather be sleeping in our beds crashed out.
Ah, nostalgia.
D.R.I.'s importance to punk and thrash music cannot be overlooked. These guys demonstrated the chops for thrash before critics felt compelled to label bands "thrash." If you want D.I.Y, then look no further than D.R.I. - these guys are inspiring. After a bout with cancer, it is good to see Spike ripping it up again like I have seen him rip it up so many times.
Welcome back Imbeciles, you were truly missed.
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