If Dance Gavin Dance got on the stage and didn’t say a word you would think you were in 1970 watching Don Kirshners Rock concert. Those boys just plain scream Freddy Prinze. Maybe its the moustaches maybe its the hair maybe its the so very ‘anti’ scene look, I’m not sure.
But I loved it.
Transmission Fest / Scream It Like You Mean It, itself was a huge event. 2 stages, 2 states, 2 days.
Yet in my 1 stage 1 day, I was impressed .
Doors at 1 last band at 10 and in between set changes sweaty (and horridly smelly) hardcore boys, girls trying to stay cute in the heat. Military precision of band changes and more drum kits and wires per spare inch than possible. I salute the coordinators, it was brilliantly orchestrated.
The Webster is not a very user friendly venue, the parking sucks the roads are narrow there really are no quiet areas but its drenched in rock and roll and booze and sweat and basically that’s what its all about.
DGD epitomized that exactly. Kicking ass, motivating the early crowd and generally making me damn happy I went.
No bullshit image issues just a bunch of talented guys screaming singing playing and doing the job they were meant to do. Perform.
Its tough at 5pm to get a rock show feeling like one. There’s that ‘huh what time is it” feeling of daylight, DGD threw it to the wall. From the looks of things the crowd agreed. It swelled, which was great. The floor moved which is even better and I am 100% sure their next go round I will be right there to see them again.
I’m stunned also at the quality of sound mixing in events like this. How they went from the acoustic clink of Jerzak to the enormous presence of Dance Gavin Dance is beyond me. It was seamless aside from the band asking for more monitors.
The highlight of Transmission was Dance Gavin Dance.
They meant it- it showed.