I want to tell you a tale of passion, power, and the need for some serious earplugs. That’s right, I want to talk about the Sevendust concert that I was fortunate enough to be able to attend at the Clear Channel Metroplex in Little Rock, Arkansas, on March 2.
Armed only with a sense of excitement, my sister and I walked into the relatively cozy venue and promptly purchased a few sodas and waited for the show to begin. Between sipping my soda and watching people wander around, enough time passed for the first of three openings acts to hit the stage.
First up was Invitro, a band I’d never heard of before the concert. Dressed in what appeared to be white doctor’s lab coats and topped by an assortment or silver masks reminiscent of Slipknot’s “Aluminum Foil” phase (kidding!), they proceeded to tear about the stage — and everyone’s eardrums — for a good solid half-hour. While I’m sure they had some good songs, judging by the energy of those in the crowd brave enough to head near the stage, they were so loud and frenetic that I don’t know that I made out one single lyric in any of their songs.
Next up was Diecast, another band that was totally new to me. Instead of coming out with a gimmick such as masks or costumes, these guys just proceeded to belt out some amazingly heavy and musical songs. Where the heck have I been that I’d never heard of them? About two songs into their set I went purchase their CD, already a new fan. Great band, and they pulled off an amazing set.
After Diecast was a band called Red. Par for the course, of course, I’d never heard of these guys either. It only took them one song, however, to have me wandering over to the tables and purchasing their CD. What an amazing set they put on, and during the moments in between songs, they kept reminding fans to go out and purchase CDs and merchandise from the other acts that played before them. Classy move by a classy band, I thought.
Oh, I nearly forgot to mention that each band would wander down and sign autographs for one and all, after their set. Sitting atop my desk are autographed copies of Diecast’s and Red’s albums. Everyone we met was nice and easy going, it was amazing. I’d never attended any venue this “up close and personal,” but I will certainly be going back to the Metroplex.
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