#rex theater

[vampjellies]

heres frank being nasty at the rex theater 6-5-19

[i-was-an-old-cat-lady-by-16-blog]

eek i saw snail mail in pitt and luv her exponentially more now i saw her hop around stage w her friends

also flipped off a guy that cat called me which was probs stupid but you know it felt like a power move so

[beautifulmagicdisaster]

Mod Sun // Pittsburgh // 10.09.18

[funeralfrost]

Sunn O))) / 3.13.17 / Pittsburgh

[animebewbz]

CODE ORANGE FOREVER Forever rec release Pittsburgh Friday 13th PAHC

[niyroos]

Went to see my favorite band, Starset, in concert tonight! Here's the most focused photo I took haha

[jesavoth]

July Talk, Rex Theater, Pittsburgh, PA--February 16, 2017

First of all, let me state right out front that I’m not writing this review under any type of duress.  Big Tom and I have a strained history when it comes to this Toronto based band.  Or, to put it another way, I never cared for them.  I arrived at this opinion having never seen them live, which was a defect constantly thrown back at me.  How many bands have you listened to with a shrug, only to have the bands’ fans tell you that “you gotta see them live!”?  Too many to count, with the end result usually being disappointment.  Given the reality that most bands now a days simply play live what they played in the studio, without considering the power of an audience, simply standing and playing with us going home convincing ourselves that what we just saw was special in some strained way, I’m often a bit hesitant to dive in.  So I went into this show with that type of mindset.  I was in Pittsburgh for a trial competition with my law school team and Tom showed up at the Omni William Penn Hotel imploring me to go with him to the show.  My team implored me to go.  So I went, with Tom, and the entire team.  I figured if the band disappointed, I could turn it into some kind of “teaching moment.”  The band who came on before July Talk was not good.  They had good energy, mind you, but their songs were weak and just didn’t cut it live.  During the break between sets, Tom introduced me to the drummer of July Talk who was genuinely happy that I was there.  We thereafter moved down through the crowd with law students in tow to take the “Carluccio” position against the stage.  Then I met the bass player and he, too, was so happy we were there.  Given these last two encounters, I was in a positive frame of mind.  That is, I was open to cast aside my previous thoughts on the band and let them go to work.  What I witnessed over the next 90 minutes was not a band at work, but rather a band at serious play.  The lead singer’s voice was much better live, without the studio Cookie Monster sonic enhancements.  More Joe Cocker than Tom Waits.  And the female singer.  Let me just say that I’ve received dozens of texts over the last year of this woman singing, sweating and stripping, not knowing whether to enjoy them or be concerned that my friend was a serial music stalker.  Anyway, she entered the stage like a panther roaming its cage, which I found way mesmerizing. When my student, who had been silent throughout most of the evening up till then, started yelling “I love you” to her, I felt that I was entering a scene that only Hunter S. Thompson could write.  The band and music was very good, but this woman—she was so much to take in that I, too, started to conjure up romantic thoughts of her.  As George Clinton would say, she "stuck to me like hot grits to Al Green.”  She’s the kind of girl you wanna have breakfast with, which would probably be coffee and cigarettes.  I’m also quite happy, from a personal standpoint, that my friend Tom has not lost the plot or gone around the bend.  I, too, would follow this woman and her band across the world.  It was that good.  

[funeralfrost]

Alcest

1.22.17 - Pittsburgh