I'm Glad I Didn't Pay

[DrP]

Friend gave me tickets to see Detroit7 (http://www.detroitseven.com) and FictionPlane at the unit. I was a bit hyped up -- cause they were advanced as the next Tokyo 'RAW POWER' band.. I think I was sadly misinformed.

A) Tickets to this show cost like 3000y -- What? To see a couple of entry level indie bands? Yeah -- I forget, ALL shows in Tokyo are overpriced. But still it irks the hell out of me.

B) Detroit7 entered the stage to pre-recorded Cheech and Chong's "We got all kind of pussy ... " Yeah right -- lame. Walk on stage an play you're own fucking music -- OK???

C) The super 'Power Trio' Themselves sounded like they were stuck in a 1990's re-run room with typical Sony A&R producer wanks carefully guiding them step-by-step into inane cliche. I vomited into my rum and coke and drank it again.

The only thing worse than this band was the one that followed [sic] them? THe headliners -- FictionPlane. Which opened up with less energy and interest than, hmmm, let's see, can you say 'talent skips a generation' faster than -- like Julian Lennon?? Or spawn of ABBA? I thought to myself -- my god -- it seems like 'Son of Sting' attempting something --- then I found out the sordid truth -- It was.. Quadrophenia redux.

I vomited again and left.