Nine Inch Nails

WOW what an incredible concert. Mark and I ended up getting tickets at the very last minute due to a glitch. Luckily Mark happened to be at UCF that very day. Not only did he get tickets, but he took this great back stage shot of the NIN set up.

Link Here to Facebook Photos of the NIN Concert
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There were so many things to love about this concert. I have to say that I am now completely turned into a NIN fan. ALthough I like the studio works, I have always felt that their music is a bit tame for my tastes. If it's not head banging metal, I usually get a bit bored and sleepy. However, Nine Inch Nails was meant to be seen live.
This show was as far from mundane and boring that you could get. I couldn't help feeling that I was seeing something completely new and cutting edge.
If you take a look at the photos on the facebook link, you can sort of get the idea of the three giant digital screens. They were layered one in front of the other, and they took up the complete length and width of the stage. The screens moved up and down and often the band was located somewhere between the layers.
Experts used the digital screens to create the most amazing computerized light show you can possibly imagine. Everything from full 3D rainforest landscapes, to an image of Bush morphing into McSame. The possibilities were endless. Images could pulse to the exact music that was playing, plus Trent himself was digitized in real time and plastered up on the screen zoomed in all the way-making a funky almost human image. We found out later that the screen show was actually being manipulated live-so it wasn't some slide show that just played.
But NIN was so much more than an incredible stage show. The biting guitar, pounding upright bass, and intricate use of percussion made the music reach out and slap you in the face. Except for the artsy part in the middle of the set, the energy never stopped. Again I have to comment on the growling guitars and how they contrasted the rhythmic techno-synth rock that is signature NIN. When you listen to Pretty Hate Machine, you never really hear a growly oppressive guitar, but live--you most certainly do. It makes for an amazing raw edgy combination.
Way to go Trent-you are king.


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