Cover bands suck ass

Uh oh...caught partying.

Not "Where's Waldo," but "Where's Phos...."? Yep, I'm in the photo. Those of you who know me will spot me right off...others, it's not worth worrying about.

Last night after dinner, bored snakeless, and a little sore after falling in a pothole, I walked over to Symposium to see what was going on. They have bands Thursday, Friday and Saturday—most of which I've never heard, and many I never even heard of. Haven't been there in about 8 months. All new bartenders, and I didn't see a single person I knew there. At least good ol' Nick, the owner, was there, as usual.

So, this metal cover band called Hindsight was playing and they were OK, but not really my cup of tea. Passable versions of the songs they did, but nothing exciting. I was midway through a Bass ale and was about ready to leave when I heard the opening synth parts of 2112 (link to Hindsight's version), which I sussed was cued up by the soundman from his laptop. I thought: OK, they're really gonna pull all the stops on this one.

Oh, man...it sucked. The singer's voice was pretty good, but that's about it. I stayed till they end of that song, and left, disappointed.

Note to Hindsight:
Here's the thing fellas—If you're going to try pulling off complicated stuff like Rush, you BETTER be damned sure you have it friggin' nailed. Getting a little sloppy on AC/DC, or Nugent, or Zeppelin, that's one thing. But to trash the precision work of Rush? Better head back to the woodshed...