Tuesday night I found myself walking eagerly up the stairs at the famous Commodore Ballroom. A sense of nostalgia was coursing through me. I was about to watch The Headstones play some of my favorite songs from the nineties. I was giddy to say the least.
I sailed past the merch booth and went straight to the floor. It was time to push and shove my way to a great place and camp out through the opening act.
Stars Of Boulevard started the night off on the right foot. The 2010 Fox Seed’s Winners have grown much over the past few years. Their sound was more polished and there stage presence was more natural. It was a pleasure to see a local band growing into themselves. The crowd loved them, hordes of onlookers detached themselves from the chairs, and took a more vertical position near the stage. A sea of rocking heads and raised fists. The venue was filling with that oh-so-familiar feeling, it was time to rock.
After the openers vacated the stage, their seemed to be a longer than usual reset period. Some of that original energy began to fade. People in the audience started getting antsy. Pushing and shoving ensued. I was starting to think that if The Headstones didn’t make an appearance we would have a mini-riot on our hands. Alas this was not the case. Mere moments after that thought, the house lights dimmed and the shutters on the windows lowered. It was officially “that time”.
Hugh Dillon, lead singer, and the rest of the maniacal misfits took the stage. The mass on the floor erupted into a craze. A few pleasantries were uttered by Dillon, and then it was straight into a fiery set.
They opened the show with Tweeter and The Monkey Man. IT furthered fueled the crowd into a frenzy. The crushing force of the floor, had everyone bouncing off one another. The forceful few, like the majestic salmon swimming up-stream, fought their way through the horde to make front and center. Some reached their goal, others were not so lucky. None the less, we all loved every second of it.
The set list played out like a dream, take a gander:
Set List Tweeter and the Monkey Man Pinned You Down BINTHISWAYFORYEARS Settle Something Stands For Nothing Where Does It Go Cut Me Up Cut Mystery To Me Losing Control Cubic Blond & Blue Fuck You Smile and Wave Unsound Oh My God
It was a run down of some of my favorite tracks. Including Unsound and Fuck You. By the end of the night we were all dripping in sweat, both crowd and band included. The Headstones gave us their all and in turn we gave them ours. Not a sour face existed in that building.
At times Hugh Dillon would leap into the crowd and stir things up. Between songs he reminisced about old times in Vancouver. Most of those memories did involve a flagrant use of heroin. But Hugh is not one to be modest about his past. The night felt nostalgic for all parties involved.
After a long fair well on the stage, the group disappeared behind the velvet curtain. We too gathered our things and vacated the building. As I walked down the stairs, I felt a grin stretch across my face. That was an amazing night, thank you to The Headstones for feeding my sentimental side. I cannot wait to see you again.