Last night one of my sisters, her husband, Cory and I went to the Rev Horton Heat concert in Missoula. AWESOME!!!
The opening acts were the Supersuckers who were fun, and Nashville Pussy who in the first song looked like a B-movie trainwreck, but, by the second or third song the Wilma board operator got the levels right and they fucking kicked it. The one female guitarist aside from being the dominant showman really, I mean really knew her shit. She tore the shit up. I hadn't heard such fast intricate live guitar ever that I can remember.
The Pit was good but there were a couple of slobs. One jack off was making a career of throwing himself on other people or the floor. Beyond that a good pit. We got the whirlpool going pretty good. The only drawback is you can't split your attention from watching the stage or you'll get splattered.
The stage show, what I could catch was awesome. Even the retarded moshers stopped to watch. Then the Rev came on. I had no idea he was so old now. Happens to the best of us I guess. But fuck, they were masterful.
The energy level would spike higher with each new song. Baddest of the Bad drove everybody nuts. They did a rockabilly cover of greensleeves that you wouldn't think would work in a million years but tore the roof off the place.
They did their hits and then some covers; Bill Haley, Nirvana, Ozzy. At the end the Lead singer of Nashville Pussy came out on did his best Lemy for a cover of the Ace of Spades. Fuckin' hot!
I was so happy when they played In Your Wildest Dreams. I felt like I could just ascend into heaven. I danced to it with a huge pretty fat girl. A good time was had by all.
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