Last Friday night, my wife and I went to see the Stone Temple Pilots in Portsmouth. It was an AMAZING show (including the opening act, The Meat Puppets). After nearly twenty years, a ton of heroin and alcohol, and several break-ups, that band definitely still has it. They’re one of those bands you want to see when you’ve got the chance, because you don’t know if you’ll get another chance (in their case, you don’t know when their front man, Scott Weiland, is going to relapse or be in jail–although he’s been clean and out of jail for about two years now). We had great seats and had an even greater time.
As great as the show was, it was just as amazing to look around at the thousands of people in attendance. At one point, about 2/3 of the way through their set, Scott Weiland had the entire mob in the palm of his hand. In the middle of their hit “Plush”, he stuck out his microphone and had the audience sing the chorus–and everyone (myself included) sang along. During an instrumental break, he simply raised his hands, and then entire crowd went absolutely nuts. That’s when it hit me…
Why are we trying to copy this?
I’ll tell you more tomorrow.