Showing posts with label falling in reverse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label falling in reverse. Show all posts

Thursday, April 6, 2017

FALLING IN REVERSE: WARPED TOUR 2017 BAND

FALLING IN REVERSE LINKS:


JOURNEYS RIGHT FOOT
6.23, 8.6

HARDCORE/ SCREAMO/ ROCK
LAS VEGAS, NV
EPITAPH RECORDS

BAND BIO:

The fine line between genius and insanity, self-seriousness and self-deprecation, implosion and explosion: that is the phantom zone where Falling In Reverse thrives.

Falling In Reverse founder, frontman, and Machiavellian heroic supervillan / villainous superhero Ronnie Radke is the walking, talking, breathing, spitting, screaming, singing, fighting, loving, hyper-confident, sensitive, and vulnerable embodiment of a generation’s id. He’s the ego and super-ego in the classic Freudian sense, “slipping” all over the place with vicious bite and playful innuendo. With his music, art, and life, he is the living embodiment of broken homes, the frustrated contradiction of self-destruction, and everyday single-minded defiance against a world gone mad.

Coming Home is his latest reinvention, coming full-circle back to the start, reinvigorated as mad scientist conductor of soaring, transcendent, engaging alternative pop-rock with massive radio hooks and a still-beating heavy metal hardcore heart. ‘Broken,’ ‘Loser,’ ‘Hanging On,’ ‘I Don’t Mind’ and ‘Coming Home’ are shocking in their epic scope, vibrant authenticity, and unrelenting dedication to personal truth.

He shoved the world of Warped Tour kicking and screaming into the vintage decadence of the hard rock scene with the band he formed with his childhood best friend in Las Vegas. Then, even as countless bands followed in his wake, he was on the stylistic move, dominating the social media conversation and crowd sing-alongs with Falling In Reverse’s debut album, The Drug in Me is You, now based in Southern California.

As Revolver, Kerrang!, Alternative Press, and the rest of the rock and metal press anointed him the scene’s new king on the strength of playful self-examinations-turned-anthems like ‘Raised By Wolves,’ ‘Tragic Magic’ and ‘I’m Not a Vampire,’ Radke and his crew shook up conventions once again, dropping the ironically titled Fashionably Late years before the audience at large had any suspicions about what would hit ‘em.

What began as the “worst music video of all time” (according to media tastemaker VICE) turned into another 20 million YouTube views (for a band closing in on roughly 100 million views total) in ‘Alone.’ Like many parts of the eclectic album, it’s a rap-metal hybrid with a forward thinking step into modern electro beats. Like the best of Radke’s work, the song serves as both hyper masculine anthem and anxiety confessional. The press and fans followed the band’s every move, documenting each twist and turn.

Just Like You mined similar territory with even more precision, from the title track to undeniable metalcore bangers like ‘Chemical Prisoner’ and ‘Guillotine IV (The Final Chapter)’ to the poppy crowd-mover ‘Sexy Drug’ and heartbreaking ballad ‘Brother.’

Coming Home is the most focused Falling In Reverse album, thematically and artistically. Crafted once again with Michael “Elvis” Baskette (Alter Bridge, Slash, Trivium), who has worked on every one of Radke’s records going back to the now-classic debut album from Escape The Fate, the record sees the group at their most atmospheric. It’s the latest bold step for a frontman who has defined himself by a mixture of courage and vulnerability, of bravado and introspection. He’s tightened his personal inner circle and withdrawn from the antics of the past as he’s poured even more of himself into his art.

Coming Home is the album Radke dreamed about making as a kid, teaching himself to play guitar with Blink-182 and Green Day songs, rapping along to Dr. Dre and Eminem, skipping school, going to shows, and doing whatever it took to redefine his life beyond the hardscrabble circumstances of his upbringing, even when the obstacles were of his own design. Now it’s time to get Coming Home to as many people as possible.

Falling In Reverse continues to champion the outsider, the cast aside, the underestimated, making music to empower and inspire life’s underdogs.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

A Concert Review or Something (Black Mass Tour)



Tuesday, I took my niece to her first concert. I can't even begin to describe to you how perfectly it went, as firsts go. And I am so proud that I got to witness it. By the end of the night, she was fighting back happy tears, which made me almost cry too. And I'm not even a crier. It was a four hour drive one way and every mile was worth it.

     We got there late and unfortunately, we missed one of the openers. However, it happened to be the only band on the bill she didn't want to see. I know that most people don't give a crap about openers. But I find  that often, a great deal of magic happens on stage before the main event. I almost always find a new band to love in these "filler" spots. This night was no exception.

     Our concert experience started with Set it Off. And let me tell you, they had me at introduction. Any band who starts off their set (especially knowing they're the low man on the totem pole) with, "Everybody get the fuck up!" immediately earns my undivided attention. Don't get me wrong, the critic in me is forever present. But even she was impressed. Their on stage energy was fantastic and absolutely gorgeous. I fell in love. I know, I know, I say that a lot about music. But please, never discount that phrase coming from me. When I tell you I fell in love with someone's music, you just imagine the most alive and vibrant love you've ever felt romantically. And then, magnify that feeling by a hundred or so. It's an experience that cannot be topped and that feeling is what makes my world spin.

     On top of putting on a great show, Set it Off was the only band in the lineup to show their faces after it was over. They took silly pictures with us and talked to us for hours, as a group and one on one. And when security kicked us out of the venue, the lead vocalist went outside and hung out with us. When I handed him the information booklet from the album I had just bought, his face lit up and he said, "You bought a CD! Let me sing to you!" Like I was going to say no. This just goes to show how important it is to small bands, signed or unsigned, that you buy their music. I'm not going to go off on another tangent and preach that you buy music.But if you feel like hearing one of those, I have a few videos where I'll beg you to do that and I'll just go ahead and post the links to those below. These bands need it, and they appreciate it more than you'll ever know.

     Moving on to the other bands, I must tell you that I had only heard a few songs from both Falling in Reverse and Black Veil Brides and I had decided upon listening to these few songs that I wasn't crazy about either of them. I didn't exactly dislike what I'd heard, it just didn't capture my interest. The impression, the first impression I got from Falling in Reverse as a live act was theatre. The lead vocalist was extremely dramatic in his movements, and somewhat robotic. I enjoyed the songs they played, though and their energy was good. They had me thinking I should give their music another listen. And then, they stopped mid-song to check on an injured fan. And they didn't start back up again until she was safely relocated to a less crowded area in the venue. This happened three times during their set and it really made me respect them. It's important for bands to maintain care for their fans. Because the music is better when it's made to be shared in a mutual relationship, rather than one in which love is only received by the artist(s) and not given. As I've said before: reciprocation.

     Black Veil Brides was the big name on the ticket, the one all of the girls screamed for and "like ohmygosh he just LOOKED at me! Did you see that?!" To me, they were just a show band. Sure, the music was good, but I felt a lot more like they were trying too hard to entertain, far more than they were playing music for a crowd. I've never felt more like an audience member before in my life. And to me, at a concert, there should be a crowd of willing participants in an act of love for music and out of mutual or similar feelings and experiences. Action trumps attention. And trust me, you're going to hold my attention a lot better if you prompt me to be active during your set. But besides all of that, I wasn't crazy about the vocals or lyrics. I felt like what this band had to offer was something that could be fabulous instrumental work with the removal of the unnecessary, less than special, vocal portions. I know there is an army of BVB fans out there just waiting to throw stones at me for that now. But honestly, I mean no disrespect. You love what you love, and I'm just glad that you have found something that sets your soul on fire. And it obviously does. Because I wasn't that into the Black Veil Brides set, I stood back and watched the fans instead of the band after a while. And witnessing that level of fandom was a joy for me to experience again. It's one of my favorite parts of any show: the crowd, the energy, all of the feelings exuding from hundreds of people... it's euphoric.

More than all of that, like I said in the beginning, this was my niece's first concert experience, and things went more perfect than I could imagine. Even though we were late, we didn't miss anyone she wanted to see. We got up front. She caught a sweat towel (I know, yuck, but I get it) with all of that nasty 'I'm in the middle of a set and there are a thousand degree lights beaming on me' from one of her favorite band members of her very favorite band. And when Cody of Set it Off hugged her, she cried a little. I could not have dreamed of a better first experience for her. And I'm so grateful that I got to be there for that. Introduction into the world of live music is a big thing, if you're as crazy about music as I am.






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