My seventh Tool concert, first in the Northern Hemisphere. Witnessed in purity & clarity. Bodra & I both stink of sweat & smoke, so I’ll try to keep this short.
Our ears have been assaulted by TOOL!
Set List as best as I can remember:
Stinkfist (heheh- Bodra had just been saying he’d love to hear it, & they opened with it!)
The Pot
46 & 2 (So wished Tom & Shane were with me to share that)
Jambi
Schism
Rosetta Stoned
Right in Two
Sober (Got me craving Opiate for old times sake, but alas, no such luck!)
Lateralus
Vicarious
Aenima
We were most satisfied, Hammersmith Apollo is ingenious with it’s stalls floor rising towards the back. We got there at 7pm I think, I really wanted to get up front so I could see everything, being vertically handicapped. The clever British people were seated on the floor, so I thought ‘Well done! We don’t have to stand for an hour & a half waiting.’ It didn’t last, someone stood up at the front- probably to go off & get a drink, then suddenly it was all rush to stand up & squish. We remained sitting until 8:30pm I think, everyone was standing around us by then.
Yeah, pretty packed, but not so much that I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t too hot where we were either. So the curtain went up & I went into hypo mode to Stinkfist- charge!!! I remembered why my heart is so at peace at rock concerts, nothing like having a sound vibrate & shiver tingly all through your body, synergising with your heart & quivering your mind to the tips of your smile. I love it LOUD!!!
Maynard was shirtless & took off his cowboy hat to reveal a mohawk. I thought he looked like a Rooster & kind of danced like one- well, maybe a Rooster trying to be Maynard.
Danny, total legend- I was hypnotised by his percussion power. His whirling of drumsticks should have been a blur to my eyes but I could see it all clearly. True admiration for his skill in pulverising.
Adam fully amazed me with his riffs, it’s so awesome to see this music being created right there in front of me. Heheh, for a moment there I thought he had become a Grip Reaper with his maniacal grin & looming look through his shroud of dark hair.
& Justin, just felt like home to me- how I miss the long-haired westy boys & rock music! That smile that kept gleaming through his hair as he grooved along…
The vibe was definitely, these fullas LOVE their music & have complete faith in it, as do we all. I so love going to a real live concert where it’s not just the band doing exactly what is on the CD. True musicians taking us on a journey.
Ahhh, there was a part towards the end where I had my eyes closed & it felt like the music was humming & buzzing right inside my head- like suddenly I had accessed that place in space where the physical becomes completely penetrated by the spirit & returns to the infinite nothingness while we drop the I & become absorbed by the all.
So UK shall see them again in November?




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