Check out Bassnectar and the many babes in costume in our slideshow.
Womp womp is an unstoppable force. You can try to fight it, hide from it even, but it will find you or someone you care about, and the almighty power of dub step will eventually suck you in, even if it has to pull you kicking and screaming. You might even get dragged to a show eventually, and you have two choices while you're there: You can either sit back and wonder what the hell is happening to music, or you can embrace whatever this "genre" is trying to be and enjoy it for what it is. Though, we're not really sure of that, either.
One thing is for certain, however. Both dub step and its fans are highly entertaining.
Friday night at Verizon Wireless Theater, Bassnectar provided the soundtrack to an evening filled with lights, booze and plenty of costumed, scantily-clad youngsters, many of whom brought their parents along for the ride.
And what a ride it was.
Now, Aftermath has only been to one dub step show before, but it was such an experience that we thought we had a pretty good idea of what to expect Friday night. Which is why we were a bit surprised by what seemed like a small turnout as well as how young everyone in the audience seemed to be.
Hell, we hesitated to make eye contact with most of the members of the crowd for fear that Chris Hansen of How to Catch a Predator might pop up out of nowhere and scream, "Gotcha'!" We were even more wary of taking anyone's photo.
We spent most of the time watching everyone, glancing from the stage to the audience and back, trying to take as much in as we could. Angry birds, Mario brothers and lingerie. Oh my!
The parents we talked to on-site were...surprised with the show. One older couple who had stepped outside in search of solace from the loud noises and bright lights asked us if it was still a common occurrence for kids to take drugs before attending these kind of shows.
For fear of upsetting them (and thus ruining their child's night), we simply shrugged. But it did make us wonder if the Houston Police Department has any statistics on the sale of ecstasy in the greater Houston area. Judging from the pupils of many in attendance Friday night, business is good.
Bassnectar's fan base, at least in Houston, looked to have a median age of about 15 or 16, but these kids were passionate about the music, screaming, head-banging and dancing (translated: dry-humping) in puddles of their own sweat as the man of the hour stood behind an LCD-laden block, mixing, mashing and swinging his hair back and forth as the bass nearly broke a few of our ribs. It may sound like we're complaining, but we aren't. It's hard not to have a good time when you're surrounded by so many smiling people.
We still don't have much of a grasp on this music, but we enjoy talking with people about whether it's "the next big thing" or just another fad that will soon fade away. For the time being, as long as paying customers are attending shows and are willing to talk with us about what exactly draws them to this music, we'll keep going, asking questions and trying to figure out how exactly this music hits people.
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Womp womp over all, people. Womp womp over all.
Personal Bias: A few weeks back, Skrillex put on one hell of a show at this very venue, so we were looking forward to Bassnectar.
Overheard in the Crowd: "Ugh, why won't my dad stop calling?!"
Random Notebook Dump: Who's more popular, Skrillex or Bassnectar?