Cultists flock to World/Inferno at the Ottobar
Terricloth dove immediately into his regular dialogue of drunken tales about wandering through bars, in and out of conciousness, making new friends and wreaking general havoc. Each story ended with a direct lead into the next song. The band played the favorites and most well known songs like "Zen" and "The Art of Breaking Everything in this Room," "My Ancestral Homeland New Jersey," "Just the Best Party" and "Paul Robeson." By the time they played "Brother of the Mayor of Bridgewater," and "Peter Lorre," two kids had puked from dancing so hard and there'd been more than one flinch-worthy stage dive.
One prankster in the crowd, a skinny, polo-clad county-kid, brought along his own bottle of fake blood. Mid-way through the concert he tossed the bottle back over the crowd, splattering the red fluid over the mosh-pit. What followed was a split-second shudder of confusion, prompting a disgusted spasm from one crowd member, and then ending in a shoulder-shrug and continuation of the dancing. Though this little performance art piece was slightly annoying, it offered an interesting commentary on physical contact. Whoever wasn't initially doused by the first spritz of fake blood were eventually touched by it by the end of the night through physical contact in the pit. It was a cool way of showing how connected everyone was, how we were all seeing, hearing and feeling the same things.
My favorite song of the night was the unrecorded (except for a few mp3 snatches found in different corners of the Internet) song "Addicted to Bad Ideas." It's a really pretty song ending in a resounding chorus of "You know can't stop me, because it makes up for things I have lost/I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world."
That night the crowd supplied more of the antics than the band did. Somewhere near the end of the show, some group in the crowd simultaneously threw up fistfuls of confetti in a heartwarming tribute to the band. I enjoyed it, but it was a little too cutesy for a World/Inferno show. At least it wasn't blood.
At the end of the show, when the wine ran out, the band left stage to a crowd screaming for more. In true anarchist fashion, though, this didn't last long and the crowd soon quieted down, waiting expectantly for the encore. World/Inferno bowed out with three songs including favorite "All the World Is a Stage Dive."
One prankster in the crowd, a skinny, polo-clad county-kid, brought along his own bottle of fake blood. Mid-way through the concert he tossed the bottle back over the crowd, splattering the red fluid over the mosh-pit. What followed was a split-second shudder of confusion, prompting a disgusted spasm from one crowd member, and then ending in a shoulder-shrug and continuation of the dancing. Though this little performance art piece was slightly annoying, it offered an interesting commentary on physical contact. Whoever wasn't initially doused by the first spritz of fake blood were eventually touched by it by the end of the night through physical contact in the pit. It was a cool way of showing how connected everyone was, how we were all seeing, hearing and feeling the same things.
My favorite song of the night was the unrecorded (except for a few mp3 snatches found in different corners of the Internet) song "Addicted to Bad Ideas." It's a really pretty song ending in a resounding chorus of "You know can't stop me, because it makes up for things I have lost/I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world."
That night the crowd supplied more of the antics than the band did. Somewhere near the end of the show, some group in the crowd simultaneously threw up fistfuls of confetti in a heartwarming tribute to the band. I enjoyed it, but it was a little too cutesy for a World/Inferno show. At least it wasn't blood.
At the end of the show, when the wine ran out, the band left stage to a crowd screaming for more. In true anarchist fashion, though, this didn't last long and the crowd soon quieted down, waiting expectantly for the encore. World/Inferno bowed out with three songs including favorite "All the World Is a Stage Dive."
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scott
posted 5/13/07 @ 8:49 PM EST
are you kidding? the confetti is an ESSENTIAL tradition. it's always thrown up at the same point in the one song.
And the stage blood was my moron friend who almost ruined my suit. (Continued…)
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