Thursday night Hot Hot Heat opened up for Weezer and the Foo Fighters at the Wachovia Center in Philly. I do like Hot Hot Heat, and I don't really like Weezer, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Foo Fighters. It's my third time seeing them live, and I wouldn't have missed it for the world, despite our 9am flight out the next morning.
Hot Hot Heat was not too bad, but not so wonderful either. They are spazes. The lead singer has a big curly afro and he was wearing a clerical collar. Mike made fun of him for trying to "look cool while playing a Casio". Still, I enjoyed hearing songs I liked such as Middle of Nowhere and Goodnight Goodnight.
The reason I don't like Weezer is I think they have very little musical talent, and seem to only know three chords. I think they are stoners and their music reflects that. But they put on a really good show. I had forgotten HOW many radio hits they have. It was very cool when, for the encore, the lead singer suddenly appeared at the back of the arena on a platform behind the sound board, right in front of where I was sitting. From there he sand Island In The Sun, a song I actually like. Then they pulled some kid out of the audience to play guitar on Undone and he did a good job. The highlight for me was when they covered the Foo's tune, Big Me.
Naturally the Foo Fighters rocked the house hard. I don't know how Dave Grohl can sing/scream like he does so much. When I try it I just end up coughing. He said his secret is Coors Light and Crown Royal. Remember my celebrity crush on Dave Grohl? He got me all worked up when he sang "a love song" to the people in the nosebleed section of the opening to Up In Arms, and talked about how he would be in their dreams, and how he would give them all hickeys after the show. But he went and ruined it when he reminded us all of his "foxy" wife, Mrs. Jordan Grohl, and sang Everlong to her. Blech. I especially liked having Taylor sing Cold Day In the Sun while Dave played drums. Foo Fighters is such a lovefest between drummers Taylor and Dave. They are always going on and on about how good of a drummer the other one is. Anyway the whole show was great, and I left very satisfied. Here's me before the show. I didn't realize how much I looked like a wannabe 15-year old. Oh well.
I told you I was a punk rock girl. Here are some links to other reviews of the concert, so you don't have to take my word for it.