I thought I already posted about this show, but apparently not.
So yeah, I basically paid $50 to see Deerhunter. Don't get me wrong, between '89 and '93 I was a pretty huge NIN fan, and I still love Pretty Hate Machine, Broken, Fixed, Ghosts I-IV and to a lesser extent The Downward Spiral and The Fragile. I kind of despise With Teeth, Year Zero and The Slip. And I think that Niggy Tardust, while not technically a NIN album, is so bad that Trent should issue a handwritten letter of apology to every single person who ever listened to it.
Also, a LOT of my friends were going so it was also paying $50 to be part of a massive pre-, during-, and post-show party.
I was one of the drivers. I got to the Party House (owned by a very nice Norweigan with a PHD in physics that I know who has a humorous tendency to do things like wear cowboy hats and get drunk and say, in his thick accent, "heyyyyy girls, vant to come back to my haus for a par-tee???") around 6. I was very adamant about getting there early since I knew it would be pretty full and that it really would start at 7:30 because this was a Big Concert and I've noticed those go by some pretty strict rules.
We got there early, but not early enough to avoid having to stand in a half-mile long line that wrapped around the venue twice. It was the line to get "searched" (which consisted of emptying pockets and getting patted down by a lady cop; I found it odd that they segregated us such that lady cops patted down the guys and male cops patted down the girls

). Anyhow, by the time I finally made it to the arena floor, it was half-full of NIN fans who were getting up front so they could "camp" there and not move one fucking inch until they personally fondled Trent's balls or whatever.
I shoved a bunch but still only managed to get maybe 20 feet from the stage when Deerhunter started.
They. Fucking. Slay. Live. Enday FOOKING story. Oh my God, I was not prepared for just how FULL they sounded, with three full-time guitar players (including one hot lady rocker). They pulled out a lot of shoegaze and distortion. The singer was dressed in a highschool cheerleader uniform. All around me people were like "faggot faggot this" and "eat a sandwich lol" and "who the fuck are these people?" which was annoying as shit. Before one song, Brandon said "This next song is for my boyfriend Cletus"; he was fucking with the audience the whole show, and they didn't even understand that's what he was doing. During the same song, he made out with the sexy rocker babe WHILE playing an awesome finger-tapping solo BEHIND HIS BACK.
Thing is, they only played for about 40 minutes, tops. That SUCKED.
Because then we got Thee Two and One Half Hour Trent Reznor Experience!!!!!
Some of it was good. "Wish" rocked. I sang along. The light show was spectacular. I don't remember really disliking any of the songs, but a lot of the time I kept ducking out to the smoking area with friends who, while huge NIN fans, were underwhelmed by the overall quality.
Got to give him credit for the bold move of, in the middle of the show, doing a full half hour of ambient stuff from Ghosts. During this time a curtain of lights came down in front of the stage and it would have been quite pleasant indeed IF I HAD BEEN ON SOME GOOD DRUGS FOR FUCK'S SAKE. But trying to find mushrooms or ecstasy at a NIN concert is like trying to find heroin at a Weezer show.
The next to last song was "Hurt". I was drunk and pissed off at a few things (the crowd being idiots, unreasonable beer prices, my friend Jessica almost knocking my glasses off in the mosh pit) and standing in the back getting ready to leave with my carload because NO WAY IN HELL was I getting stuck in post-concert traffic for an hour or more. So when it got really quiet and everyone was holding up their christing lighters and cell phones I screamed "I LOVE THIS JOHNNY CASH SONG". After that, he played some new song with Blade Runner footage or some shit and it was supposed to be all epic and whatever but honestly I was just like "Let's get the fuck out of here", which we did.
I don't know what the point of all that is, but hey, getting stoned and posting on here is pretty much part of my regular after-work routine since what else is there to do at 2 or 3 AM on a weeknight?