A Review of the Fall 1996 Tour

Date: December 3


From: Dimitrov (sdimitro@sed.psrw.com) Subject: dec 3 review I was so much looking forward to the December 3rd concert at Capitol Ballroom in DC, planning where I was going to stand, what I would do if Maynard stared at ME, where I would throught the first person who moshed into me, that sorta stuff. I didn't expect much in terms of the crowd, CB is notorious for its influx of kids, most of whose parents sit outside in the car eating pork rinds and listening to 'Little Spanish Flea.' The area isn't that great, either, filled with the most pungent of DCs toothless clientele. But Tool was going to be there, Maynard was goingto sing and dance and show off his tits to the masses of kids, most of whome were wearing Tool shirts and mouthing the lyrics to Hooker. It was going to be a night to remeber, more so than the first night I masturbated (email me for more info, pictures, transcript, and collected samples). Here comes fun BABY! Ok, I like the music. Actually, I haven't listened to much else since October 1st. I heard from quite a few sources that they sounded great live, so I expected good tunes. And I got it. Maynard can hold the notes, and he doesn't seem to have much of a problem leaning into the songs. Alright, happy part over. Hey Maynard, is it in your contract that you have to do the same thing at every concert? I knew eveything he did before he did it. I knew what the screens were going to be, I knew how he was going to be dresses (Blue in boxers), I knew about the weak statues on the stage, I knew he was going to say "This is the last song ....... on our first album," I knew about the huge intro to Sober. Hey, mix it up a bit, man! When you listen to their music and read (and understand) his lyrics, conformity is not the first label you give them. But that's what it was! Maynard did his "LOOK MA! I'M A WATER WEENIE!" dance while the rest of the band did nothing. No, wait, Justin turned around once. Oh, and they sure fooled me when they did their huddle, I was all scared that they were done. I was just amazed that they could stand there and do the same thing that they've been doing for the entire tour. Screw the fact that I paid $23 bucks for the ticket, screw the fact that I had to stand next to a group of highschool potheads with track marks on their necks. I didn't go for the atmosphere. I went for the performance and the music. I feel half empty. They sound cool, but otherwise they stink. So they're like a queef. - Stephen