Showmen like no others, the gang of Five Finger Death Punch rolled into Atlanta to kick ass and take names — musically that is. Performing to a packed Verizon Amphitheatre, Ivan Moody and his mates came, saw, and conquered the thousands on hand. A spectacle of humongous proportions, the night was lit up with raging tunes, a gigantic laser-beaming skull, dynamic strobes, and, of course, fucking fire.
Slayer has always been more than just music. Slayer is an inspiration, Slayer is an identity. The boys may have moved on from the live setting, but their tunes will keep heads banging for generations to come. And that’s quite a fucking legacy.
Overall, the night ran smoothly and joyous. Both Weezer and Pixies are masters of their craft. As fans, the chance to observe these talented legends at work is concert-going at its finest. In the end, Weezer, Pixies, and Sleigh Bells all lived-up to the expectations — and then obliterated them — which sent their base home with ear-to-ear smiles.
Sooner or later, someone will organize and run a new yearly gathering in the flair of the out-going Warped Tour. Nonetheless, there will never be another soiree quite like the one Mr. Kevin Lyman gave use for 24 years.
Overall, the tunes are tight and the general vibe is groovy-contagious. Negrito is not only a virtuoso on that six-string Epiphone Masterbilt Zenith, but additionally carries a ton of energy and is light on his feet. Truth be told, this Grammy-winning maestro deserves to perform on the biggest stages across the country — he is that good.
Overall, the Arctic Monkeys reinforced, once again, the notion of existing as a legitimate top-tier rock outfit. Their pageantry is riotous, yet tamed. Polished, though disorderly. Post punk, through the hints of pop. A show deserving of every penny on that ticket price, and a band worthy of your undivided fucking attention.
Ultimately, Enanitos Verdes and Hombres G have collectively aged like fine wines. Their nostalgic cruise through a joint discography best-of is an enticing, dance worthy, beer glass raising, sing at the top of your lungs, fun till you drop extravaganza.