Did anyone here go and see the Chems promoting Exit Planet Dust? I wondered, did they play all the songs from the album, did they play Dust Brothers material as well? Did they have visuals?
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Posted 26 March 2003 - 11:53 PM
They played Dust Brothers material in the DYOH tour...
He put on a turn-down collar, a black bow, and wore his Sunday tail-coat. As such, he looked spruce, and what his clothes would not do, his instinct for making the most of his good looks would.
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Posted 27 March 2003 - 10:24 PM
i got a virgin promo cassette of a early show, leicester 5/10/95
i think this was when they were supporting the prodigy. the set is 40 mins long.
here the tracklistings
chemical beats intro
dust up beat
loops of fury
(the best part of) breaking up
leave home
song to sireb
3 little birdies downbeats
in dust we trust
life is sweet (remix 1 version)
chemical beats
the chems first live show was in early 1994 a sabresonic.
i first saw them live at brixton in 96, time has eroded the memory. visually the only thing i remember were 2 giant spheres on each side of the stage with black and white images projected on them, and i think 3 other normal square screens. some of the visuals they used then were used on the come with us tour.
i think this was when they were supporting the prodigy. the set is 40 mins long.
here the tracklistings
chemical beats intro
dust up beat
loops of fury
(the best part of) breaking up
leave home
song to sireb
3 little birdies downbeats
in dust we trust
life is sweet (remix 1 version)
chemical beats
the chems first live show was in early 1994 a sabresonic.
i first saw them live at brixton in 96, time has eroded the memory. visually the only thing i remember were 2 giant spheres on each side of the stage with black and white images projected on them, and i think 3 other normal square screens. some of the visuals they used then were used on the come with us tour.
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Posted 27 March 2003 - 11:40 PM
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They played one promotion DJ set once in 1995. I have the mp3. - Essential Mix (03.05.1995).mp3
118 minutes.. :o
JES GREAT!
That was before EPD came out....
He put on a turn-down collar, a black bow, and wore his Sunday tail-coat. As such, he looked spruce, and what his clothes would not do, his instinct for making the most of his good looks would.
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Posted 28 March 2003 - 3:57 AM
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i got a virgin promo cassette of a early show, leicester 5/10/95
i think this was when they were supporting the prodigy. the set is 40 mins long.
here the tracklistings
chemical beats intro
dust up beat
loops of fury
(the best part of) breaking up
leave home
song to sireb
3 little birdies downbeats
in dust we trust
life is sweet (remix 1 version)
chemical beats
the chems first live show was in early 1994 a sabresonic.
i first saw them live at brixton in 96, time has eroded the memory. visually the only thing i remember were 2 giant spheres on each side of the stage with black and white images projected on them, and i think 3 other normal square screens. some of the visuals they used then were used on the come with us tour.
i have that live performance on cd. i love the version of "don't stop the rock" they do. it's genius.
chris
p.s. i'll be posting more this weekend. yay! :)
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Posted 28 March 2003 - 5:18 AM
Here's a long boring post about my first live Chems experience. ;)
My first experience seeing the Chems wasn't really a good one. It wasn't even a real Chemical experience to be honest. It was at massive rave type event called "Organic" and there were all these other acts there like The Orb and Underworld. Anyway. I wasn't all too familiar with most of the acts on the bill, except for Meat Beat Manifesto and to a degree, the Orb, since back then I was more of a scenester in the goth industrial circuit (always kept an open mind on all sorts of music, but, when you lob onto a certain scene you tend to get sucked into the culture of it and everything else kinda takes a backburner.)
Oraganic was on a ski run area up in the San Bernardino Mountains, in So. California, near the town of Big Bear. During the winter months it's a ski getaway, and the rest of the year is pretty quiet. Except for that night of course. ;)
My husband and I decided to go to Organic at the last minute. It wasn't really expensive even though it was a Ticketmaster event. I think it was like $35 each or something - but $70 for tix plus food and water and party favors and gasoline for the drive was bound to set us back but we didn't care. We were on a mission to have fun, dammit! We got a late morning start on the day which was spent in and around San Bernardino. We went to some outlet mall to curb our boredom. It was really hot and dry outside, over 100 degrees. I was wearing a strappy little sundress which was fine for during the day in the sweltering heat, but proved to be a bad fashion choice for later in the evening up in the mountains. When it's really hot, I hate to eat. It just makes me tired and bloated and cranky and naseous, so needless to say, I didn't eat all day until my husband forced some french fries down my throat from a fast food joint we hit in the late afternoon. It was too late though, I was already getting a headache and teh show was about 3 hours a way.
Surprisingly there wasn't a whole lot of traffic driving up the mountain, but there were pockets of it. Drving up the mountains to Big Bear is always beautiful, so I tried to take in that scenery rather than focus on my evergrowing headache. The sun hadn't started to go down but the weather started getting chilly. I didn't bother bringing a sweater or anything because I'm a fucking moron, so all I had besides my little black sundress was a thin leather biker jacket. My husband wasn't much smarter in the clothing department, but at least his jacket was a little heavier than mine.
Then the headache started getting worse. I realized the high altitude and thin air wasn't helping it go away. By the time we reached the parking lot I was teetering on the verge of a migraine.
Checking into the gate was nightmarish. People were huddled in close groups rubbing their hands together for warmth. Packs were getting searched, people were changing clothes right in line. It felt like it was getting colder by the minute but when you have a bad headache, every feeling seems to be intensified. The abandoned ski run is dry and dusty, and the lifts weren't working, so once inside the gate we had to trek what felt like 500 miles to the area where the show was going to take place. There were all kinds of people - people wearing butterfly wings and spacey antennae on their heads, aging hippies, us two goths, but most people had on nice cozy warm jackets. But good lord everyone was huffing and puffing up that mountain - and between the thin air and my headache and the cold coming through my jacket, I pulled off to the side several times because I thought I was going to throw up. I didn't though.
Eventually the sun went down. It was freezing, I hadn't eaten all day but a few fries, and the lights from the stage pierced my skull. I sat down on a picnic table and talked to a couple of older hippie folk and 2 guys on ecstacy who were having the time of their lives. My husband went to go get me something to eat, and all he could find were some limp pre-made salads and some ready-made sandwhiches. I ate half a salad and prayed for my headache to go away. Then I got up and walked around a bit to circulate my blood and look for someplace that might be selling some aspirin. No luck. I could barely make my way around the crowds I was so disoriented.
The music kicked ass, couldn't tell you who was up though, so I just sat on the ground and grooved with my eyes closed waiting and praying my headache would go away. I lasted til about midnight, when the Chems came on. I couldn't take anymore. I was so cold that I was clenching my teeth like an e-tard trying to keep from chattering and I was starting to shake and by that time, I had the a full blown migraine and the dry heaves. And I didn't have a speck of drugs in my body to account for my physical behavior!! So much for having a good goddamn time...
So we left. I remember walking out into the parking lot and to my sadness (and relief,) hearing the the music fading away.*sniff* I can't even rightfully say I saw the Chems in 1996 because the only thing I remember is with every booming bass beat, it felt like a nuclear explosion was going off in my head.
And there you have it. Anti-climactic, I know. But since then I've seen the Chems 3 times and believe me, I was much better prepared. Looking back, it makes for a lame assed story, so sorry bout that. Thanks for readin.
My first experience seeing the Chems wasn't really a good one. It wasn't even a real Chemical experience to be honest. It was at massive rave type event called "Organic" and there were all these other acts there like The Orb and Underworld. Anyway. I wasn't all too familiar with most of the acts on the bill, except for Meat Beat Manifesto and to a degree, the Orb, since back then I was more of a scenester in the goth industrial circuit (always kept an open mind on all sorts of music, but, when you lob onto a certain scene you tend to get sucked into the culture of it and everything else kinda takes a backburner.)
Oraganic was on a ski run area up in the San Bernardino Mountains, in So. California, near the town of Big Bear. During the winter months it's a ski getaway, and the rest of the year is pretty quiet. Except for that night of course. ;)
My husband and I decided to go to Organic at the last minute. It wasn't really expensive even though it was a Ticketmaster event. I think it was like $35 each or something - but $70 for tix plus food and water and party favors and gasoline for the drive was bound to set us back but we didn't care. We were on a mission to have fun, dammit! We got a late morning start on the day which was spent in and around San Bernardino. We went to some outlet mall to curb our boredom. It was really hot and dry outside, over 100 degrees. I was wearing a strappy little sundress which was fine for during the day in the sweltering heat, but proved to be a bad fashion choice for later in the evening up in the mountains. When it's really hot, I hate to eat. It just makes me tired and bloated and cranky and naseous, so needless to say, I didn't eat all day until my husband forced some french fries down my throat from a fast food joint we hit in the late afternoon. It was too late though, I was already getting a headache and teh show was about 3 hours a way.
Surprisingly there wasn't a whole lot of traffic driving up the mountain, but there were pockets of it. Drving up the mountains to Big Bear is always beautiful, so I tried to take in that scenery rather than focus on my evergrowing headache. The sun hadn't started to go down but the weather started getting chilly. I didn't bother bringing a sweater or anything because I'm a fucking moron, so all I had besides my little black sundress was a thin leather biker jacket. My husband wasn't much smarter in the clothing department, but at least his jacket was a little heavier than mine.
Then the headache started getting worse. I realized the high altitude and thin air wasn't helping it go away. By the time we reached the parking lot I was teetering on the verge of a migraine.
Checking into the gate was nightmarish. People were huddled in close groups rubbing their hands together for warmth. Packs were getting searched, people were changing clothes right in line. It felt like it was getting colder by the minute but when you have a bad headache, every feeling seems to be intensified. The abandoned ski run is dry and dusty, and the lifts weren't working, so once inside the gate we had to trek what felt like 500 miles to the area where the show was going to take place. There were all kinds of people - people wearing butterfly wings and spacey antennae on their heads, aging hippies, us two goths, but most people had on nice cozy warm jackets. But good lord everyone was huffing and puffing up that mountain - and between the thin air and my headache and the cold coming through my jacket, I pulled off to the side several times because I thought I was going to throw up. I didn't though.
Eventually the sun went down. It was freezing, I hadn't eaten all day but a few fries, and the lights from the stage pierced my skull. I sat down on a picnic table and talked to a couple of older hippie folk and 2 guys on ecstacy who were having the time of their lives. My husband went to go get me something to eat, and all he could find were some limp pre-made salads and some ready-made sandwhiches. I ate half a salad and prayed for my headache to go away. Then I got up and walked around a bit to circulate my blood and look for someplace that might be selling some aspirin. No luck. I could barely make my way around the crowds I was so disoriented.
The music kicked ass, couldn't tell you who was up though, so I just sat on the ground and grooved with my eyes closed waiting and praying my headache would go away. I lasted til about midnight, when the Chems came on. I couldn't take anymore. I was so cold that I was clenching my teeth like an e-tard trying to keep from chattering and I was starting to shake and by that time, I had the a full blown migraine and the dry heaves. And I didn't have a speck of drugs in my body to account for my physical behavior!! So much for having a good goddamn time...
So we left. I remember walking out into the parking lot and to my sadness (and relief,) hearing the the music fading away.*sniff* I can't even rightfully say I saw the Chems in 1996 because the only thing I remember is with every booming bass beat, it felt like a nuclear explosion was going off in my head.
And there you have it. Anti-climactic, I know. But since then I've seen the Chems 3 times and believe me, I was much better prepared. Looking back, it makes for a lame assed story, so sorry bout that. Thanks for readin.
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Posted 29 March 2003 - 3:07 PM
chris: you think you could get me, say, a copy of that set? ;)
He put on a turn-down collar, a black bow, and wore his Sunday tail-coat. As such, he looked spruce, and what his clothes would not do, his instinct for making the most of his good looks would.
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Posted 30 March 2003 - 7:27 PM
He put on a turn-down collar, a black bow, and wore his Sunday tail-coat. As such, he looked spruce, and what his clothes would not do, his instinct for making the most of his good looks would.