Helmet/Clutch 10/9/22

I was looking for an excuse to go to Portland before the end of the year so I could see my mom since I would not get to see her for either upcoming holiday this year and would be gone all of next year traveling the United States. This show was a perfect excuse as I would also be able to go to my first concert at the Roseland since I lived in Portland 18 years ago. Time really does fly when you’re having fun! As a bonus I would get to see Joe, Claude and Joe’s friend Greg.

We arrived right after JD Pinkus had finished and right before Quicksand took the stage. I had not remembered that drinking was only allowed upstairs but it made perfect sense as I am positive the floor area would have been a total mess if they did allow drinking down there.

I own the Quicksand album Manic Compression because it was a free CD through Columbia House way back in the day. Other than that, I had not made an effort to hear any of their other material so seeing them live did not do much for me. They were ok but just did not knock my socks off.

Helmet on the other hand was great. It looked to be the same band supporting Paige Hamilton that he has had for years now, which certainly helped. I thought it was ironic that from my vantage point upstairs Paige was off by himself separated from the other “hired guns.” My favorite moment of their set was when they played “Speechless” because I distinctly remember mentioning that song to Paige several years ago when I was able to chat with him briefly.

I have seen Clutch a handful of times and the only complaint I have ever had is that they never play many of their older songs. I did not expect anything different for this occasion since Clutch just released their thirteenth album Sunrise on Slaughter Beach a few weeks before this show on September 16th. Boy was I delightfully wrong! They did play five songs from the new album but went deep into the catalog for the rest of the set including three songs from the first album! This was the Clutch setlist I had been waiting on for years. Well played sirs, well played.

SETLIST: Red Alert (Boss Metal Zone), Walking in the Great Shining Path of Monster Trucks, Nosferatu Madre, Promoter (Of Earthbound Causes), El Jefe Speaks, Pure Rock Fury, Green Buckets, The Elephant Riders, Mountain of Bone, Willie Nelson, The Mob Goes Wild, A Shogun Named Marcus, Animal Farm, Passive Restraints, Skeletons on Mars, Noble Savage, The Face, Slaughter Beach, Earth Rocker, The House That Peterbilt

Our Lady Peace 3/27/98

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By the time this show occurred everything was pretty much restored and back on track. My cousin Tony helped me get a 1985 Mustang so I could get to school. The police had found my Firebird on New Year’s Eve when they were called to an apartment complex for domestic violence and started running plates when nobody answered the door. The thieves had put about 3,000 miles on it in 2.5 weeks, burned all the rubber off the rear tires from burnouts, fucked up the steering column, and put a huge dent in the rear driver’s quarter panel but I had it back in my possession. It was pretty much worthless but I managed to get a loan against it to pay off the lease. I successfully sued Jack for the money he owed me partially because he didn’t even show up to court (it would be years before I was actually able to collect on the money). I not only patched things up with Rose but also moved in with her. My chameleon survived. I had started working with my mom at the Tri-City Herald (local newspaper) at night. The job was alright sans the fact that it payed minimum wage and every Saturday night was shot because work started at midnight when the press started for the grand daddy Sunday paper. I was turned on to Our Lady Peace by my ex-girlfriend Daisy. About the time of this show was my first Spring Break. Marvin and I decided to drive to Vancouver, B.C. with very little money in our pocket because being 19 years old we were legal to drink. I mention this because we listened to the album Naveed constantly on this trip. Our Lady Peace was on tour for the album Clumsy and La Luna was a great place to see a show. It is now defunct or maybe just called something else. I went to the show with Rose because we figured we could drive to her parents house in Corvallis after the show. This was my first time ever being to Portland, Oregon and I was not impressed. I swore to myself I would never live there. Hold that thought…

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