|
Now it was time for my newest housemates The Funeral
Crashers to hit the stage. Some of us were concerned
with how they'd come off. Even though they came to W.E. Fest
with the full support and reccomendation of Jim Testa, he
had not actually heard them live in quite a while or with
their new bassist. Plus their dark, heavy gothic sound was
very different from all the other bands we've seen here.
Since I had gotten to know them from hanging on the beach
so I was really looking forward to the set. With all of their
makeup and theatrics in order, we waited as they hung the back
drop for project visuals. I was worried about how they had
been discussing cutting the set short though. This could have
been a sign that they were not really into playing. Luckily,
all fears were squashed when the set started.
They were just
the right combination of chilling confidence and goth-core
noise to keep everyone riveted despite the late hour. The visuals
of black and white textures were a welcome change to the normal
colored lights of a rock show. I do think they need to re-edit
the film however as there was a bit too much white light.
They
played there full set, balls out. For me they were the perfect
example of a band that, not only came to understand W.E. Fest,
but reveled in it. For the last song they were joined by Jim
Testa for a resounding rendition of the W.E.
Fest Song. Afterwards, Jim dubbed them the loudest band
at W.E. Fest. It was the ideal way to end this year's party.
Back at the House:
As I suspected we did spend a little time unwinding and sipping
a few last beers. But, as I mentioned earlier, a bunch of
us needed to get an early start back to NJ. So the festivities
were brief and I was off to sleep by 3:30.
I moved from the living room couch to the couch in the den—or
the quiet room as we called it. This room had its share of
creep factor though. The family who owned this house seemed
to be staunch Republicans and proud of it. They did not hide
any of their personal belongings such as books, magazines or
photos. One photo that stuck out was a family portrait with
former President Bush. Thank goodness that were no snapshots
of good old 'W' around.
This was indeed a fine house. Its large size treated
us to comfort just as much as its dishwasher and laundry facilities
treated us to convenience. One thing that would have been nice
though—an outdoor shower that was more accessible. This
one was under the house with no way in that we could find other
than walking thru dirt and grass. Sorta defeats its purpose,
don't you think? It was a minor detail however and not enough
to disturb my brain from thoughts of sleep.
 Page
[1]
[2]
[3]
On
to The Drive Home
Back
to W.E. Fest 2006
|
