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What can one say about the Bloodhound Gang? A comedy schtick only rivaled by
Mindless Self Indulgence with a more palatable mainstream sound, the group
knows how to entertain, no matter how distasteful it may be.
More then likely an event that would leave Church groups affirmed that Satan
exists and parents herding their kids out the door after the first songs, no
one disagrees that the group require a certain sense of humor not shared by
all. Scoring a couple hits a few years back off their release "Hooray For
Boobies", the group have been relatively dormant for the past few years, and
are making up for lost time.
While the groups latest release musically takes on slightly different take
then their claim the fame, exploring more standard song styles, the humor,
however irreverent, is still present.
And this takes us to October 25th, with a packed house at Recher Theatre...
Fashionably late and just ten minutes before Bloodhoung Gang took the stage,
what better way to spend a rainy night driving wondering how with all of
man's technological advances we still have road lines you can't see in the
rain at night. A rather subdued crowd matched the production value, just the
band and the instruments.
The group busted through the usual suspects of song selections from their
catalog of commercial hits, quite a few from the new album, and a few gems
from their various soundtrack contributions.
Of course, being Bloodhound Gang, the music played second fiddle most of the
night to some gross out humor. Among the unmentionable crimes against
humanity was $50 and a free t-shirt for an overly large gentleman (think
'Hefty Fine' cover) to get naked on the soundboard, a spit fest ending in a
shoe fight, and of course, the Dumb solo. For those wondering, each member
attached a different part of a drum kit, cow bell included (of course), and
did a song drumming on their heads. On top of downing an entire bottle of
Jagermeister at one time, the bassist took part in the cheesy (but no less
funny) joke portion of the show, resulting with such classics as "What does
Bush think of Roe vs. Wade?... He doesn't care how you get out of
Louisiana!" and "What's the difference between Michael Jackson and a grocery
bag?... one is plastic and harmful to children and the other is a grocery
bag".
While I was left kicking myself for missing Electric Eel Shock, I was glad I
made it there and back home in one piece, the little mini adventure that
seeing the group was worth it.
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