VAN HALEN - NOIZE CLASSIC OR NOIZE DUD

Quick Recap:

- Opened with Jump.
- Mike Anthony, still the best part of Van Hagar. Heavy bass drone solo.
- Alex, can drum for shit. His drum solo was all kick pedals and camera cuts. F THAT.
- Sammy did a bit of Rainy Day Women #12 and 35, and then launched into some horrid Bon Jovi solo shit.
- Eddie put down a S I C K ass solo. Very NOIZE. He did this trick with a chorus + delay + hammer ons and some sort of wiggling of the volume nob that was S I C K. It sounded like an ocean of synth. It was nuts. Then he turned it into the end of ERUPTION, which was great. Sadly though, it had a tacked on bit where he and Wolfie jammed.
- One encore ... wtf? In LA, EVEN.

Sammy started in on his solo bit and someone from the audience (who may have been hired by the band, whatever) throws him a license plate that said something like CBOWABO or some shit, attached to a plastic weed necklace. Sammy hangs it on the mic stand and busts out the Dylan, talks about wanting to get high, etc etc etc.

He's doing this same bit at every show. A friend of mine saw them in San Jose last week and described virtually the same scenario to me. In fact the whole show sounds virtually identical except for the Wolfie jam/Hagar Rainy Day Women bits.
Who opened the show btw? My friend couldn't remember who the fuck it was.

I didn't catch any openers. Are you sure they had one? They didn't seem like they would have one. Doors at 7:30, Van Halen at 8:30, which is when I arrived. Arriving on time meant no celeb-seeing, except for Stephen Perkins who is barely a celeb. Heh.

uh oh, don't tell Colin Meeder

running w/the devil vocal track

lol u l8

dlr 4eva, tho

i'd never heard this! probably been all over rock radio forever. but i love how he sounds in it. he's really tryin hard. what a showman.

VH sonned in a 48k synth sampling beef

http://warmowski.wordpress.com/2007/10/05/jump-in-pitch/

CLASSIC OMG

shit i just posted the same thing as tipsy. im so stupid

That Warmowski guy is pretty into himself

http://warmowski.wordpress.com/about/

My name is Rob Warmowski, and the details of my life regularly appear as the plot lines of the nation’s mainstream romantic comedies.

In the feature film High Fidelity, a John-Belushi-like wag bears the standard for punk rock from a storefront on Milwaukee and Honore streets in Chicago.

In the 1980s, I was a John-Belushi-like wag who bore the standard for punk rock from a music club on Milwaukee and Honore streets in Chicago.

In the feature film Office Space, a hapless cubicle-dweller pretends to work on a Year 2000 software project.

In the 1990s, I was a hapless cubicle-dweller pretending to work on a Year 2000 software project.

In the feature film The Break Up, a charming Polish-American manchild gives humorous tours of downtown Chicago from a large vehicle.

In the 2000s, I was a charming Polish-American manchild who gave humorous tours of downtown Chicago from a large vehicle.

As a service to Jennifer Anniston’s agent: I’m a writer/producer now. I make New Media stuff, documentary videos and geeky things. I also make music. This time, you might want to be thinking Oliver Platt or, I don’t know, Turtle from Entourage?