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blast from the past, part 2

went out to see front 242 friday, a stone's throw away from where i'd seen bauhaus two nights earlier. this is another band who were a real influence on me in my younger years. they weren't as dear to my heart as bauhaus, and i had actually seen them before, but they put on a pretty good show. their stuff is still superior to the cookie-cutter ebm (a genre they basically invented) that's put out now.

unfortunately, for the second show in a row, my favourite track got left off the song list, which was a little bit of a disappointment. (to be honest, it was more of a disappointment with bauhaus, since i was kind of expecting lagartija nick and it was one of the only singles they didn't hit in their set. i wasn't really expecting 242 to play rerun time, since it's a) old and b) not very well known.)

as far as electronic shows go, 242 put on a pretty energetic one (it helps when you have two band members unencumbered by keyboards). they're exceptionally tight, which is both good (music like that loses its effect if it's less than pristine) and bad (i could close my eyes and be convinced i was listening to "commando" on a really loud stereo, because it sounded exactly the same).

the audience in general seemed more energetic at this one than at the bauhaus show. i guess it's more energetic music and the crowd (not me) was a little younger, but i have to say bauhaus was definitely the superior show.

all the same, it's sort of gratifying to see a a band of that vintage showing why other groups in the genre are still playing catch-up with what they were doing 20 years ago.

and at least no one spilled beer in my vicinity for this one.

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