The U of C is probably the worst venue that Calgary has to offer. Remmeber that grade 9 dance party put on by the student body...yeah..think those same people with walkie talkies trying to handle 3000 or so Metal heads between the ages of 21-40. I mean good effort for trying, but you fell way short of your goal..if you had a goal. I mean you couldn't have moved your lame barricade 5 feet backwards to include both bathrooms in the makeshift "Beer Gardens"? And I use "Beer Gardens" loosely. "Hobo Stag Party" would be more like it.
After some mediocre bands, and the forming of shin splints afte running three flights of stairs for two hours every time you had to drain one, the Headliner starts.
From the first chord to the last, I was renewed by the energy puring out from front man Phil Anselmo. Older in my years than tha of the young blood in the crowd, I was inclined to join the pit for 5 or so songs, which is something I had not done in what could seem a lifetime...which is exactly how long I have been waiting to see DOWN play. No fire, no pyro,no "Dragons jumping out of the PA". Just a band, the riffs, and a singer that still erupts like a Caldera after a liftime in what would seem the most grueling genre out there.
Long had I waited, well worth it the wait. What compels a band this late in their respective, sorry, very respective careers to kill themselves on stage like this? The answer can only be a true love and respect for the music. This is no cash grab, this is no midlife crisis, this is no one last go for the side project. This is eternal, this is complete, this is every reason why I love music.
THIS IS DOWN!!!