Glenn, Robert and I went to see the Smashing Pumpkins on Sunday. The excitement in the car ride up to Mohegan Sun was palpable. I've known Robert and his Smashing Pumpkins obsession for almost 10 years now and I have to say that I was more excited to see his face than I was to see the actual band. I was given a Pumpkins "crash course" of songs that I should know, love and sing along to. We were totally ready for an amazing, life changing and musically inspiring concert!
The show started off with a strange trippy cocktail of lights, guitar effects and a borage of strange noises that slightly (in the loosest possible sense) resembled music. An immediate feeling of dread washed over me as I hoped the rest of the show wasn't going to follow this pattern. I felt an urge to drop acid just to be able to follow the lights and sounds coming from the stage. Thankfully, the Pumpkins began to play actual music and pleased both Glenn and Robert with playing a lot of obscure but amazing songs.
My favorite part of the evening was when Glenn screamed out to Rob and I, "I have been over rocked! My face? Melted." Billy and his subsequent Pumpkins were putting on an amazing, rocking and powerful show. I was ready to lean over to Robert and say that this was the best show I have ever seen but that's when things went terribly, terribly wrong....
For one full hour and for one full 45 minute encore, all Billy Corgan orchestrated was an earfuck of indistinguishable noises reminiscent of a talentless Blue Man Group show gone wrong. It was torture. My ears bled. My eyes burned from the bright lights. My mind reeled from all the sounds. The boos started echoing over the loud "music" and it was apparent that everyone else shared my same sentiment; this sucked! Finally Billy's ego decided to desist in permanently ruining our memories of forever ago when he put on a show that would please someone other than himself and we were released. Walking out dumb founded, Rob said to both of us, "I really wish Billy just slapped me in the face and took my money instead." I'm pretty sure that would have been more enjoyable for all of us to watch.
Needless to say, I will not be going to another Pumpkins show and I'm pretty sure Rob broke up with Billy on the car ride home. The highlight of my night? The delicious Wendy's we had on the way home. It almost made up for having to witness the slow and painful hour and a half suicide of Billy Corgan's career.
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that´s the way his love goes...;)
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