That's a lyric from one of the bands that opened for Billy Corgan tonight. His set was pretty good, I just miss the days of Smashing Pumpkins hard rock/metal, plus the performance was just too electronic, drumset and all. But despite the technology used the music still had a quality level of integrity so I was able to enjoy his entire performance. He gave a little speech at the end where he vowed that he would never sell out and that perhaps the Pumpkins will come back to SF in a year or two and play Golden Gate Park. I'm looking forward to that. What bugged me at the show were all these people up front and close to the stage who seemingly were "marks" for the guy. You know, the kinds of fans who would worship him even if he crapped in his own hand and stuffed it down their throats. There were guys next to me who were hugging themselves and swaying to the music lovingly as if they were imagining having Billy all to themselves. Every hand motion that Billy made (raising his hand, putting his hands out, etc..) seemed to spark some excitement and cheer from the people. It was just sickening to see what sheeps these people were to the man, he had them eating out of the palm in his hand, luckily it didn't have any crap. What I think happened was that the Smashing Pumpkins fans of the rock/metal version of Corgan didn't show up, it was mainly the ballad/electronica raver fans, and it was just lame. Halfway through his set, Katie and I decided to move to the back where the air was cooler and you could actually hear the music better.
Saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It was awesome, an orgy of Tim Burton visuals and some excellent performances. The music was great, classic Danny Elfman, and Johnny Depp was adequately creepy as the haunted Willy Wonka. I highly recommend it, it's just as good as the first film in my opinion.
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