It's all about expectations
It doesn't show that well in this shot but those were some sick visuals.
Hocico in Melbourne
“When you see live bands that you don’t avidly follow, it’s so often a case of getting into those songs you recognise and maybe even liking a few you don’t recognise. “They’re not bad,” is as absolutely stock-standard behaviour at a gig as is having a vaguely appreciative and not-very-responsive crowd for much of the time. But not so with these guys. I own a few Hocico releases and yet I can honestly say I recognised all of two songs that were played. Yet at every moment there was this powerful you-had-to-be-there energy, this awesome, dark, killer world complete with sensory-depriving lights and visuals. At the risk of running off an old cliché, it was much of a case of you could “feel” it rather than just see and hear it.”
- As a gig-goer you cannot control what goes on with the sound. On this occasion, yes, the sound died. For a little bit. It was fine for every other moment where it was working.
- You cannot prevent a speaker from blowing up. On this occasion, it caused a brief delay. Then it was back.
- You cannot make a gig start on time. On the other hand, you’re seeing (as was the case here) an international act.
- Nor can you make a missing band member materialize on stage. True again. But does it really make such a difference whether the guy behind the laptop who is barely moving on a dark stage intermittently assailed by strobes is an official band member or a stand-in?