It was the end of day. People were cold, tired, sore, and muddy but they weren’t ready to leave quite yet. You would be hard pressed to find someone who had come to Louder Than Life who didn’t intend on staying to the very end, who didn’t know who was closing the show, who wasn’t a fan of Rob Zombie. There were probably people who bought tickets just to see him. Rob Zombie is an altar to where these Loudmouths, as we are all now called, come to pay tribute – and that tribute comes in the form of a Mutherfuckin party. Rob Zombie wasted no time getting started. The band came out to the National Anthem followed immediately by Grand Funk Railroad’s “We’re an American Band,” which was as just as good as the original. Some people would be surprised when you told them that Metal icon, Rob Zombie, did a James Brown cover, but hey, he had to learn those moves somewhere! He played great homage the Godfather of Soul with a word for word, move for move, rendition of “Get Up.” He then pelted our senses with Rob Zombie hits. “Living Dead Girl” and “Dead City Radio” and the “New Gods of Supertown” bathed us in zombie warmth. Next was a through back to White Zombie days with “More Human Than Human.” “Meet the Creeper” seemed to be a crowd favorite. Up next was a song you couldn’t say five times in a row, but you sure could listen to it five times over, “Ging Gang Gong De Do Gong De Lady Raga”. They played another crowd favorite, “Pussy Liquor,” a song that hadn’t been played in quite some time. “Thunder Kiss ‘65” was played for a while be for leading into a cover of the Ramone’s “Blitzkrieg Bop,” followed by a guitar solo by John 5 that blew away every band that has ever played any concert ever. The set was over but we couldn’t accept that. Rob Zombie came back out to the screaming horde. There were so many of us yelling, flights were rumored to have been delayed at the airport due to the impact on wind shear. The band played the first couple of notes while the audience screamed for “Dragula.” It was disappointing that there was only one song on the encore, though we knew it couldn’t last forever. Rob Zombie is a great director, a great screen writer, but to his fans he will always be the king of horror rock, the greatest showmen of modern Metal, an icon of a generation. He gave the audience what they wanted and more. He moved like a twenty year old, and he sung like a man who has had a lifetime to practice his craft. We were sad the show was over but will forever boast to say, “Rob Zombie? Yea, I saw him in 2015.” And we will see him again when he comes back.
It was a long walk back to our cars and we all played a crazy game of “Dude! Where the fuck is my car?” It was cold and crowded. We were sore and tired. We couldn’t wait to get to find our cars. We couldn’t wait to get through that long line out of the parking lot and we couldn’t wait to come back and do it again. Rock and Roll is alive, Rock and Roll is still here, Rock and Roll is Louder Than Life.
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