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Aunque el estado de ánimo de todas las cabeza de la multitud del Bluebird Theater anoche fue muy "Heavy", también fue algo agridulce--Mudhoney, Fluid y todos los fans de ambas bandas fueron reunidos para recordar a su amigo, el guitarrista de Fluid, Ricky Kulwicki, quien murió en febrero de 2011. Un concierto benéfico para los hijos adolescentes del Kulwicki (cuya banda,Purple Fluid, abrió el concierto), el Bluebird estuvo rebosante de apretones de manos y abrazos e historias compartidas entre viejos amigos. Mudhoney pasó a través de la sede con una precisión calculada y gritos por todos lados, y en solo 6 días que llevaban de 2011, se establece como uno de los mejores espectáculos del año.
Purple Fluid abrió a un lugar medio lleno en el cual su mayoría eran padres y adolescentes, flashes de cámaras inundando lentamente la sala y el público poco a poco metíendose en el concierto. Los punks adolescentes estuvieron muy bien, participando con público con un montón de bromas posando al más estilo rockero. Covers de The Ramones "Commando" y "All My Friends Are Dead" del Tubronegro sonaron en la media hora y definieron muy bien, a lo largo del encendiendo del concierto con una energía nerviosa.
Purple Fluid opened to a half-full venue of mostly parent and teenager pairs, camera flashes flooding the scene as the crowd slowly trickled in. The teenage punks held their own, engaging the audience with plenty of rock posing and stage banter. Covers of The Ramones' "Commando" and Tubronegro's "All My Friends Are Dead" rolled the half-hour set along nicely, igniting the show with a nervous energy.
Not long after the Purple Fluid was finished, the Fluid appeared, the pit now teeming with long hairs, flannels and leather jackets, beer-clenching fists high in the air. Lead singer John Robinson sauntered on stage with an open bottle of wine, throwing the band into it's set with arms open wide. He pushed at the crowd with a zealous yell, smiles and screams pushing back as the venue sang with him.
Taking a moment to thank the community that had gathered for Kulwicki and his family, Robinson expressed gratitude for the compassion around their friend's passing, noting that Mudhoney had driven in from Seattle that day to play the tribute show. The memories and experiences shared between fans crowded next to each other at the bar, in line for the bathroom and lining the foot of the stage were all embodied in the Fluid's passionate and fiery precursor to the night's main event.
With a solemn pomp of an entrance, Mudhoney walked out from the Bluebird's modest backstage curtains and immediately set its hour and a half long explosion in motion with "Poisoned Water." Lead singer and guitarist Mark Arm's presence immediately juxtaposed itself, as the lanky and unassuming figure went from shy to maniacal whenever his mouth magnetized with the microphone.
Balanced out by guitarist Steve Turner's jagged movements to one side and bassist Guy Maddison's soft sways on the other, Arm's unmatched energy continued to burst forth and retreat through songs like "Get Into Yours," "Inside Job" and "F.D.K." Just a handful of songs down, and the crowd was in a full-on frenzy, the stage acting as only a minimal barrier between performer and onlooker -- a few hands even managing to hoist bodies into the air before security deftly pulled the feet and heads of crowd surfers down.
Mudhoney's onslaught of fuzzed-out sludge marched on, Arm's virtually black eyes darting upward from behind his pronounced nose and glittering Gretsch. "Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More" and the omnipotent "Touch Me I'm Sick" felt like reverberating reminders that the band's crafted intelligence had far surpassed any false notions of grunge as an actual phenomenon.
More photos: Mudhoney with Fluid at the Bluebird
Soon, Arm removed his guitar and mike stand to make room for his signature predatory, body-half-folded-over stance, "The Open Mind" and "Next Time" spitting from his wide grin between jerks and flails. A false start to "Chardonnay" provided a minor comedic interlude, but the band forced itself right back into the sonic assault, Arm's loose cannon style permeating every corner of the venue. Finishing the beautifully drawn out bleed of "Tales Of Terror," Arm turned to the side and squeezed out one last ceremonial hip shake before Mudhoney exited the stage.
A few moments later, the four-piece was back for an encore with another mini-set up its sleeve. "If I Think" and "Here Comes Sickness" reinvigorated Arm's fantastically creepy stage persona, the crowd at his feet now swirling in a full-on aggressive state. Arm then smartly announced that Mudhoney's legendary cover of a "traditional song from Texas" --The Dicks' "Hate The Police" -- was in homage to the band's appreciation for roots music. To end it all, the band came at the crowd with Black Flag's "Fix Me," and the blitzkrieg was over.
Aunque el estado de ánimo de todas las cabeza de la multitud del Bluebird Theater anoche fue muy "Heavy", también fue algo agridulce--Mudhoney, Fluid y todos los fans de ambas bandas fueron reunidos para recordar a su amigo, el guitarrista de Fluid, Ricky Kulwicki, quien murió en febrero de 2011. Un concierto benéfico para los hijos adolescentes del Kulwicki (cuya banda,Purple Fluid, abrió el concierto), el Bluebird estuvo rebosante de apretones de manos y abrazos e historias compartidas entre viejos amigos. Mudhoney pasó a través de la sede con una precisión calculada y gritos por todos lados, y en solo 6 días que llevaban de 2011, se establece como uno de los mejores espectáculos del año.
Purple Fluid abrió a un lugar medio lleno en el cual su mayoría eran padres y adolescentes, flashes de cámaras inundando lentamente la sala y el público poco a poco metíendose en el concierto. Los punks adolescentes estuvieron muy bien, participando con público con un montón de bromas posando al más estilo rockero. Covers de The Ramones "Commando" y "All My Friends Are Dead" del Tubronegro sonaron en la media hora y definieron muy bien, a lo largo del encendiendo del concierto con una energía nerviosa.
Tomo un momento para agradecer a la comunidad que se había reunido para Kulwicki y por su familia, Robinson expresó el agradecimiento por la compasión por el fallecimiento de su amigo, observando que Mudhoney habían conducido desde Seattle ese día para tocar en el concierto de homenaje. Los recuerdos y las experiencias compartidas entre aficionados atestados al lado del otro en el bar, en la línea para el baño y el forro al pie del escenario fueron incorporadas en precursor del Fluid, el ardiente y apasionado evento principal de la noche.
Con un solemne pompa de entrada, Mudhoney salieron de las cortinas del backstage modestos y establecieron inmediatamente su explosión de una hora y media larga en movimiento con "Poisoned Water". El cantante y la presencia del guitarrista Mark Arm inmediatamente yuxtaponen, como el larguirucho y modesto personaje que pasó de tímido a maníaco siempre magnetizando su boca con el micrófono.
Compensado por el guitarrista Steve Turner haciendo movimientos irregulares a un lado y las sacudidas suaves deel bajista Guy Maddison en el otro, la energía inigualable de Arm siguió ráfaga adelante y se hizo presente a través de canciones como "Get Into Yours," "Inside Job" y "F.D.K." Sólo un puñado de canciones más y la multitud estaba en un completo frenesí, el escenario actúa como una barrera mínima entre el artista y el espectador--unas manos incluso llegaron a izar cuerpos en el aire antes de que la seguridad hábilmente sacase los pies y las cabezas de los surfistas de la multitud y los pusiese hacia abajo.
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LA embestida de Mudhoney hacia todos lados marchaba bien, prácticamente los ojos negros de Arm lanzaron hacia arriba desde detrás de su nariz pronunciada y resplandeciente Gretsch. "Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More"" y el omnipotente "Touch Me I am Sick" se sentían como reverberación recordatorio de que la banda que había diseñado la inteligencia que había sobrepasado cualquier falsas nociones del grunge como un fenómeno real.
Pronto, Arm se quito su guitarra y mike empezó a hacer espacio para su firma de depredador, de más doblado de medio cuerpo postura, "The Open Mind" y "Next Time" escupieron una amplia sonrisa entre espasmos y sacudidas. Una salida en falso para "Chardonnay" proporcionó un interludio cómico menor, pero la banda obligó a sí mismo derecho hacia el asalto sonic, estilo de loose cannon de Arm impregnó cada rincón de la sala. Terminarron bellamente dibujado por sangrado de "Tales Of Terror", Arm hacia el lado y apretó a un pasado ceremonial agitando su cadera antes de que Mudhoney terminasen.
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Unos instantes más tarde, el Cuarteto fue volvió para un encore con otro mini-set en su manga. "If I Think" y "Here Comes Sickness" renovado por el rol realizado fantásticamente por Arm, la multitud a sus pies ahora arremolinadas en un Estado agresivo por completo. Arm anunció anunció el legendario cover de Mudhoney "traditional song from Texas"--"Hate The Police de The Dicks"--fue en homenaje al reconocimiento de la banda . Para poner fin a todo, la banda llegó a la multitud con Black Flag "Fix Me", y terminó la blitzkrieg.
In English
Though the mood hanging from the heads of the Bluebird Theater crowd last night was a heavy one, it was also bittersweet -- Mudhoney, the Fluid and the bands' mutual fans were gathered together to remember their friend, Fluid guitarist Ricky Kulwicki, who died in February 2011. A benefit concert for Kulwicki's teenage sons (whose band, Purple Fluid, opened the show), the Bluebird was bursting with handshakes and hugs and stories shared between old friends. Mudhoney tore through the venue with a screaming and calculated precision, and at only six days into 2012, set the bar as one of the best shows of the year.Purple Fluid opened to a half-full venue of mostly parent and teenager pairs, camera flashes flooding the scene as the crowd slowly trickled in. The teenage punks held their own, engaging the audience with plenty of rock posing and stage banter. Covers of The Ramones' "Commando" and Tubronegro's "All My Friends Are Dead" rolled the half-hour set along nicely, igniting the show with a nervous energy.
Not long after the Purple Fluid was finished, the Fluid appeared, the pit now teeming with long hairs, flannels and leather jackets, beer-clenching fists high in the air. Lead singer John Robinson sauntered on stage with an open bottle of wine, throwing the band into it's set with arms open wide. He pushed at the crowd with a zealous yell, smiles and screams pushing back as the venue sang with him.
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| Dave Ingraham |
| Fluid at the Bluebird Theater. More photos of the Fluid at the Bluebird. |
With a solemn pomp of an entrance, Mudhoney walked out from the Bluebird's modest backstage curtains and immediately set its hour and a half long explosion in motion with "Poisoned Water." Lead singer and guitarist Mark Arm's presence immediately juxtaposed itself, as the lanky and unassuming figure went from shy to maniacal whenever his mouth magnetized with the microphone.
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| Dave Ingraham |
| Mudhoney last night at the Bluebird. More Mudhoney at the Bluebird photos. |
Mudhoney's onslaught of fuzzed-out sludge marched on, Arm's virtually black eyes darting upward from behind his pronounced nose and glittering Gretsch. "Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More" and the omnipotent "Touch Me I'm Sick" felt like reverberating reminders that the band's crafted intelligence had far surpassed any false notions of grunge as an actual phenomenon.
More photos: Mudhoney with Fluid at the Bluebird
Soon, Arm removed his guitar and mike stand to make room for his signature predatory, body-half-folded-over stance, "The Open Mind" and "Next Time" spitting from his wide grin between jerks and flails. A false start to "Chardonnay" provided a minor comedic interlude, but the band forced itself right back into the sonic assault, Arm's loose cannon style permeating every corner of the venue. Finishing the beautifully drawn out bleed of "Tales Of Terror," Arm turned to the side and squeezed out one last ceremonial hip shake before Mudhoney exited the stage.
A few moments later, the four-piece was back for an encore with another mini-set up its sleeve. "If I Think" and "Here Comes Sickness" reinvigorated Arm's fantastically creepy stage persona, the crowd at his feet now swirling in a full-on aggressive state. Arm then smartly announced that Mudhoney's legendary cover of a "traditional song from Texas" --The Dicks' "Hate The Police" -- was in homage to the band's appreciation for roots music. To end it all, the band came at the crowd with Black Flag's "Fix Me," and the blitzkrieg was over.
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