My Boss Is Cooler than Your Boss

Last time he went on a trip, he brought me vitamin E and folic acid. This time he brought me this:



(excuse the "I'm gonna kill you" face, please)

It DROWNS me, I know, but it's the intention what counts. Boys never know how to pick clothes for girls anyway.

I am now the proud owner of my first NIN t-shirt.

Thank you, Jimmy.



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Oh Dear God, It's Out!

How to Destroy Angels, the new musical project by former NIN megalomaniac Trent Reznor, and his bitches Mariqueen Maandig (Maandig-Reznor, in case we all forget she’s the dude’s wife) and Atticus Ross, released its debut EP for free on June 1^st. Being the obsessive HTDA fangirl that I am, I actually waited up until 12 am on the first day of June to get my copy of the first installment of the “unstoppable force of greatness”, aka Trent Reznor’s new non NIN-related, NIN-sounding project. You know me, I just can’t resist a piece of outstanding new music. Naturally, like I’ve done for the last couple of years since I started this stupid blog, my first instinct upon finding such poignant piece of artistry was writing books worth of praise about it. Because that’s the least it deserves.

However, due to the unfortunate fact that I am a terrible, highly inappropriate person, I will not do so. Instead, I will proceed to be a horrible bitch and give the album the internet equivalent to a million wedgies. Not because I want to, or because it deserves it, but because I suck.

(From Wikipedia)

No.	Title	Length
1.	"The Space in Between"	3:35
2.	"Parasite"	5:05
3.	"Fur Lined"	4:00
4.	"BBB"	3:31
5.	"The Believers"	5:36
6.	"A Drowning"	7:04

First off, I think I should thank Trent Reznor for giving us all the chance to listen to his unstoppable new EP for free, because he is so generous and thinks about his poor, unfortunate fans who could not afford his new music (even though we all know it’s priceless). Thanks to Trent’s giving personality, I was able to download the HTDA EP in high quality and with pretty color artwork and didn’t pay a cent for it. He definitely saved me the hassle of looking it up on Filestube, so thank you again, Mr. Reznor, for saving me 30 seconds of my precious time.

Ok, let’s get a little serious here. Remember what I said about the HTDA EP on this blog post? Well, I am so happy to announce that no retractions will ever be written, because, as always, I was right; which is excellent because I don’t like being wrong. The EP turned out EXACTLY like I thought it would. Ahem, I hate to say this but IT SUCKS!!! IT SUCKS AS MUCH DICK AS KIM KARDASHIAN AND PARIS HILTON TOGETHER! *does victory dance*

Okay, okay, we’re being serious, remember? While I admit HTDA is about as bad as summer school, I guess I’m not surprised it sucked. Maybe because my expectations were pretty low already before the EP came out. There are worse things than summer school, like watching your parents having sex. Maybe it’s not that the EP necessarily sucks, but that I’m used to different, more creative stuff from Trent Reznor. Not saying that the dude hasn’t made a faux pas in his 21 year-long career, ever; but rather that even his worst was at least decent. For comparison, give With Teeth a spin, and then listen to HTDA. You’ll find that even Getting Smaller has more substance than the whole EP together.

I’m not going to make up some flowery Pitchfork-esque review, because I’m not a pretentious asshole and don’t have enough time to devote to Trent Reznor anymore, so I’ll just be honest and as blunt as ever. This sounds like NIN scraps with tedious autotuned vocals and butthurt lyrics. Whoever says that’s not true can suck it. I know I already talked about the NIN comparisons, but it’s hard not to think about them when every single song sounds like a remix of a previously released NIN song. Being a NIN fan, I should be happy about that, but I think fans deserve a little more respect than that if they’re going to be introduced to music they’ll potentially buy. Especially since THIS IS NOT NIN!

I don’t want to be mean, though. That is so not my purpose in life (lol, it actually is). There are few elements in the EP that I’ve grown to enjoy, not because they display talent or range, but simply because they've “grown on me”. Last night, while giving HTDA a good thorough listen in order to review it, I mentioned to my boyfriend that I was starting to like the opening bars to “The Space in Between”, much to his dismay. He thinks that beat almost as annoying as the vocals, but surprisingly, I sort of like it, for the first 10 seconds. I suppose that is because it reminds me of one my favorite songs, nearLY’s “All Is Lost”. Just then I realized this song really tries to emulate the mood evoked by the aforementioned song, but fails, miserably. Furthermore, if we note the fact that the vocals for "All Is Lost" are performed by Claude Sarne, wife of HTDA "member" Atticus Ross, and that Mariqueen's voice tries really hard to imitate Sarne's in this song, the comparisons become a little more apparent. Ripoff number one. I also almost enjoyed the song “Parasite”, because the intro drumming sounded pretty cool. Then I realized it sounds a lot like “The Beginning of the End” from Year Zero, which in turn, ahem, borrows heavily from The Knack’s 1979’s hit song “My Sharona”. Ripoff number two. I could keep at this forever.

Three songs in, and I’m starting to get bored and, quite honestly, a little pissed off. I haven’t really mentioned Mariqueen Reznor’s involvement in this EP yet because I didn’t want to come off as a jealous, hateful bitch, but I am morally bound to now, because I just cannot let another abomination like “Fur Lined” be produced ever again. Whoever thinks this woman can sing is probably in dire need of a CAT scan. My dog’s barks sound better than her voice. This song, in particular, displays just how fucking annoying her voice can be. At least she was trying a little in the two previous tracks. This song takes elements from “Only” from With Teeth, “Echoplex” and “Discipline” from The Slip, and that’s about the most interesting thing you can say about it. Lyrically, all three songs sound like a 13 year old Brokencyde fan riding the shortbus wrote them. Then, I would have no reason to bitch because we all know being a Brokencyde fan fucks up your brain to the point of total and complete destruction, but I’m sure neither Trent nor Mariqueen (I’m going to assume “Fur Lined” was written by Mariqueen, since that’s what Trent wants us all to believe, and this song isn’t as emo as “A Drowning” or “The Space in Between”) are into crunkcore. Though maybe they are, in which case, I should offer them my sincerest apologies.

Fourth song: “BBB”. Another gem I’m sure was written by Mariqueen. Who else but a shoe-aholic would write so eloquently about boots? Big Black Boots, to be precise. I really dislike this song. I imagine this is some crappy Year Zero outtake that Trent left behind because he knew better back then, that he pulled out of the crappy YZ outtakes folder on his Mac, and then (Mariqueen) added that line about the boots for extra impact. Well, someone should tell them that Year Zero is so '07 now and that Art is Resistance bullshit is so passé. If they thought this song would be the new “Hyperpower!”, they should have noticed “Hyperpower!”had no dumb lyrics, and that’s what made it so good.

“The Believers”, or “The Kiddie Marimba Song”, like I call it, is the third “single” from the EP, and it was the first song to really make me want to flog someone with a broomstick. Of all the six songs, this is the most unoriginal one, which really sucks cause it boasts a reputation for being innovative and original and funky. Braaaaahhhhhhhhh! Ghosts references all over it, a raped and taken apart “The Greater Good” most clearly on display under layers of Nintendo sounds and breathy, uninteresting vocals is what this song has to offer as far as innovation. News flash, Reznor: You already did that whole Nintendo thing in “The Great Destroyer”, and the only reason it worked there is because the music was worth more than five cents, and your voice doesn’t suck.

I’m not even gonna comment on the last song, because I already gave my opinion about it and it hasn’t changed one bit. If anything, I now have way harsher things to say about it, but I won’t because I am nice. Instead, I’m going to leave you with the first video ever by HTDA, “The Space in Between”.

See how Trent is, like, rubbing his awesome wife in our faces? Because apparently, it doesn’t matter how awesome HE thinks she is (which we all know he does), if the world doesn’t buy it, he won’t be happy. Such a mature point of view.

I think, instead of trying to convince the world that his wife is talented by writing lyrics and giving her credit for them, making her play the unbelievably easy synth parts in all the songs and putting her in the foreground in every promo shot, Trent Reznor should just give up and take a break or go back to Nine Inch Nails. I bet we’d have been a little more forgiving about this entire clusterfuck if it’d been released as NIN, with no agenda, no pretentiousness or fanfare. Just give up, Trent. We all know she’s just as bad as we all thought she was at the beginning, no need to start a new band just to showcase her (non-existent) musical ability.

Fuck this shit, I’m gonna listen to some Joy Division to see if I can undo the damage I've inflicted upon my ears. Or maybe I should listen to some Brokencyde. Hmmm…

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I Swore I Wouldn’t Write About This, I Really Did

As anyone who’s been following my stupid blog lately knows, I established an embargo on all things Trent Reznor, following his spectacular display of utter douchiness and lack of respect for his fanbase, especially women, last year. This embargo forbade me to write about Sir Douche-A-Lot in any other way that was not strictly professional, e.g.: his work with Nine Inch Nails – which despite his many personal faults and letdowns remains more or less sort of like my favorite band – his musical collaborations with any other artists which I were to find amusing/worth my time, his solo work – if, of course, it follows the rules mentioned in the previous point – and in general, anything music related that does NOT include any sort of praise to his physical attributes/(rotten) personality/private life. With a few exceptions, I have managed to abide by the rules and respect the embargo, because I’m cool. I’m not sure if what I’m about to write meets the conditions for embargo-worthy, or is an allowed topic, but I am willing to take my chances, because I am sick of stumbling upon wave after wave of hypocrisy and false kiss-assery all over any of my usual internet spots. So, if it’s of anyone’s concern, here are my two cents on:

HOW TO DESTROY ANGELS

Fuck them. Fuck them in the ass with a broomstick and then kill them with fire and throw the remains in the Atlantic. Yes, I might have anger issues, but this is what happens when I get sick of something and I let it get this bad. Reznor-aid drinkers all over the internet are digging this shit and wetting their panties over it, afraid to admit it sucks for fear of questioning their god; and it’s gotten a little (ok, a lot) annoying. Fuck Trent Reznor and his ego, because I’m pretty sure it was his ego that made him depart from NIN and start a new project that sounds exactly like NIN. You know, to stay relevant and have his friend-foe/lover-hater Pitchfork talking about him again. I mean, everyone who’s been following this little man’s career for the last few years knows that, as much as he loves to talk shit about Pitchfork, he loves to be on it. The same way he loves to talk shit about the Grammys, and we all know he’s dying to get another one. We can see right through you, Trent.

But I digress. Sorry, I have ADD. I might be bitter, because I really miss the old NIN days, when there was good music, excellent tours and Meathead, and Trent was an aloof genius you couldn’t help admiring from a distance. And maybe I am biased – ok, I am pretty sure I am biased – and was prompt to judge him based on my personal opinion of what he’s turned into in the last year. What I cannot deny is that whatever he’s up to now, How to Destroy Angels (seriously, what the hell is wrong with him? I know Nine Inch Nails isn’t a great band name, but at least it was good enough and ORIGINAL, and wasn’t the name of a Coil release, hello?! I mean, dude, how hard is it to come up with a band name?!) or whatever, really pales in comparison to his previous NIN work, which is weird cause it sounds just like it. Or maybe it sucks because of it.

I’m sorry, Trent, sycophantic NIN fanatics, Pitchfork, friends and enemies, but anyone with taste and knowledge of NIN history knows this is just a bad hybrid of Fragile-esque lyrics and post-drugs NIN instrumentation. I used to think his writing of self destruction and personal battles was brave and poignant and smart, but after 20 years (seriously, how mopey can a middle aged dude with a mansion in the hills of Beverly and his own personal blow up doll be?) it sounds washed out, unoriginal and, well, fake. I would normally accept it, because I know more than anyone how hard it is to control one’s inner demons, but after hearing how “happy” and “in love” he was (and supposedly still is), I am, quite reasonably, a little dubious when his first single from his new project is a song about drowning and needing saving. Oh, ok, of course, he didn’t write it. His “wife” wrote it. Suuuure Trent, sure. Your wife is your soulmate, we know. In fact, you guys are so much alike she writes with your own words and about the SAME GODDAMNED FUCKING SHIT you’ve been writing since the beginning. Now I see why you married her. Heh. And seriously dude, how unhappy and sad can a woman be if she’s married to your holy almighty ass?! Quoting her, she feels good she’s finally writing “from the heart”. Well, you better start buying her some more shoes, cause IMO, she’s not happy. But I guess neither are you, and a couple that does the whole emo thing together, stays together. Right?

Brah.

Music wise, this wimpy piano extravaganza (seriously, 7 minutes? Why the fuck, dude? If I wanted to hear an introspective downtempo piano song with much better lyrics, I’d play Non Entity! No one needs 7 minutes of depressing lyrics, flat vocals and familiar melody when we can get the same shit in pretty much every NIN album. ) is… here it comes, wait for it… MEH. I’m sorry, Reznor, but with all this experience and expertise, you should be able to put out something better, not just grab old shit, slap nice samples on it with super glue and call it a brand new, original song. Literally, I’ve heard that same piano all over Ghosts, The Fragile, and yes, it sounds just like Non fucking Entity, stripped down version. And Non Entity isn’t even a strong NIN song! If HTDA is about reworking and gay-ifying old NIN songs, then I want a full reworking of good songs like Happiness in Slavery and Somewhat Damaged. Now THAT would be a challenge. Worst of all, now that Mr. Reznor has blown the minds of his poor naïve NINphomaniacs with “NEW STUFF FROM TRENT OMGWTFBBQ!”, and fans all over the world have had a taste of his bomb-diggity music, if they want it they’ll have to buy it. Seriously. Seriously. I mean, if any of you guys out there have ever purchased a NIN album, you shouldn’t even pay for this shit. I know I have. I have dished out lots of money for this dude in the past, and now he expects me to pay for a fucking song that I’ve already paid for?! LOL.

Ah, finally. I feel like I just had a colonic (ew). I’ve finally gotten it out of my system and I’m happy and peaceful and in love with the world again. I know it’s is too soon to judge, as this is only one song out of a six-track EP by How to Destroy Angels due out this summer, but this is how I feel about it at the moment, and if the EP is good, I will apologize, though I seriously doubt it. Now that all’s been said and done, I can go back to writing about my boyfriend and music that does and doesn’t suck. BTW, thank you Reznor, for pulling me out of my blogger’s block and making my lazy ass write again. :D

Ok, you guys can start hating me now.

EDIT:

I'm sorry, I'm stupid and forgot to put a link to the track I just killed:

How to Destroy Angels - A Drowning

According to NINWiki.com

• Music: Trent Reznor
• Lyrics: Mariqueen Maandig Reznor

• Mixed by Alan Moulder
• Label: The Null Corporation

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Twenty Years

(From Wikipedia)

#	Title	Producer(s)	Length
1.	"Head Like a Hole"	Trent Reznor, Flood	4:59
2.	"Terrible Lie"	Trent Reznor, Flood	4:38
3.	"Down in It"	Trent Reznor, Keith LeBlanc, Adrian Sherwood	3:46
4.	"Sanctified"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer	5:48
5.	"Something I Can Never Have"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer	5:54
6.	"Kinda I Want To"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer	4:33
7.	"Sin"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer, Keith LeBlanc	4:06
8.	"That's What I Get"	Keith LeBlanc, John Fryer	4:30
9.	"The Only Time"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer, Keith LeBlanc	4:47
10.	"Ringfinger"	Trent Reznor, John Fryer	5:40

Happy Birthday, Pretty Hate Machine. You spawned my all-time favorite song (Sin), and my all-time favorite guilty pleasure (That's What I Get) and even though you're twenty years old -- and I was one when you came out -- you still manage to sound fresh as new with every listen. Thank you, Trent Reznor, for making this album.


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EXTRA! EXTRA!!!

(Yes, I know I'm breaking the Trent embargo. Won't happen again.)

So, Trent Reznor got married tonight. Big fucking deal.

I'm posting this to celebrate that TR has officially abandoned whatever was left of his sanity singlehood.

PRETTY HATE MACHINE
Initial favorite: Head Like a Hole
Actual favorite: Sin
Song I usually skip: Kinda I Want To
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Ringfinger

BROKEN
Initial favorite: Gave Up
Actual favorite: Happiness in Slavery, Physical
Song I usually skip: Pinion
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Wish

DOWNWARD SPIRAL
Initial favorite: Hurt
Actual favorite: Eraser
Song I usually skip: The Downward Spiral, I Do Not Want This
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Heresy

THE FRAGILE
Initial favorite: The Fragile
Actual favorite: Just Like You Imagined, Underneath it All
Song I usually skip: FUCKING NONE cause it's The Fragile. Not even Ripe (With Decay)
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Somewhat Damaged, La Mer

WITH TEETH
Initial favorite: The Hand that Feeds
Actual favorite: Sunspots, Beside You in Time
Song I usually skip: Don't skip them, but after listening to Every Day is Exactly the Same and Only so many times, I'm kinda bored by them now.
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: All the Love in the World

YEAR ZERO
Initial favorite: Survivalism
Actual favorite: Hyperpower!
Song I usually skip: Zero Sum
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Capital G, Meet Your Master

GHOSTS I-IV
Initial favorite: 1 Ghosts I
Actual favorite: 4 Ghosts I
Song I usually skip: Uhhh, this sucks, but I skip most of the Ghosts.
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: 19 Ghosts III

THE SLIP
Initial favorite: Letting You, Head Down
Actual favorite: 1,000,000
Song I usually skip: Ahh... Corona Radiata, 999,999, Demon Seed
Song I disliked initially but it grew on me: Echoplex

Congrats to the bride and groom. I give them three months.

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Even Deeper

(from Wikipedia)

Left disc
#	Title	Length
1.	"Somewhat Damaged" (Reznor, Danny Lohner)	4:31
2.	"The Day the World Went Away"	4:33
3.	"The Frail"	1:54
4.	"The Wretched"	5:25
5.	"We're in This Together"	7:16
6.	"The Fragile"	4:35
7.	"Just Like You Imagined"	3:49
8.	"Even Deeper" (Reznor, Lohner)	5:48
9.	"Pilgrimage"	3:31
10.	"No, You Don't"	3:35
11.	"La Mer"	4:37
12.	"The Great Below"	5:17

Right disc
#	Title	Length
1.	"The Way Out Is Through" (Reznor, Keith Hillebrandt, Charlie Clouser)	4:17
2.	"Into the Void"	4:49
3.	"Where Is Everybody?"	5:40
4.	"The Mark Has Been Made" (A half-minute of "10 Miles High" is used as an outro.)	5:15
5.	"Please"	3:30
6.	"Starfuckers, Inc." (Reznor, Clouser)	5:00
7.	"Complication"	2:30
8.	"I'm Looking Forward to Joining You, Finally"	4:13
9.	"The Big Come Down"	4:12
10.	"Underneath It All"	2:46
11.	"Ripe (With Decay)"

Ten years ago today, The Fragile was released. Critics got their year-end list topper, Trent Reznor got his magnum opus and I got my all-time favorite album. Nothing will ever move me as much as this 104-minute piece of artistic integrity and damaged emotion did. Years after my discovery of The Fragile, it still feels as fresh and painful as it did eight years ago, when I first bought it. My heart still pounds whenever I hear Just Like You Imagined, We're in This Together still leaves me breathless, and I still can't help shutting my eyes during the guitar solo on The Fragile.
I'm out of words. Just... fuck, I love you, The Fragile. Happy 10-year anniversary.

Oh yeah, here:


We did it again, Nine Inch Nails makes the Twitter trending topics yet again. We're just an awesome fanbase. I don't know why Trent is such an asshole to us sometimes.



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Wave, wave, wave, wave goodbye...

And so, the day has arrived. Thursday, September 10th, 2009. The unstoppable force of nature that is Nine Inch Nails as a live entity has officially ceased to exist as of today.

I am filled with mixed feelings right now, unable to display emotion, but keeping it all tightly inside my chest. On one hand, I'm cynical, believing this is a big fat lie and NIN will go back to the world of touring after an extended and well deserved break. I'm also hopeful, because if this is correct, that means eventually, I will get another chance to witness the sheer brilliance of my favorite band's show; as I never got my 'Downward Spiral album on its entirety' experience, or my 'special guests' experience, or any awe-inspiring NIN moment worth recalling, and even though I was able to watch all of these remarkable events from afar at least, I was green with envy to know so many people were there and I was not. I was, at some point, very apathetic towards this tour, and this band, and its mastermind -- a series of poor decisions and anger issues on his part sort of blew my bubble, so to speak, and made me lose interest in everything regarding him and his band. Yes, I have been feeling all sorts of things today. I woke up excited to see what surprises awaited us tonight. Logged on to Twitter to find all my Tweeple (people I'm Twitter friends with lol), who are mostly NIN fans too, walking down memory lane, remembering their favorite NIN moments, saying goodbye to a big part of their lives -- a collective farewell to the one thing that brought an entire community together. I felt nostalgic, like I had this huge hole in my stomach that wouldn't fucking close. I forgot about NIN for a while as I focused on my real life for a change. Then I came back home and the landslide of love and devotion towards the band was in full swing. I joined the cause, tweeted my ass off, and helped do this, which made me feel happy and giddy and proud:


All those tweets with the #NIN hashtag from NIN fans everywhere made the last #NIN show into a number one trending topic on Twitter. Fuck yes.


Now, as the last show is happening in Los Angeles, miles, time zones, millions of people away from me, I can't help feeling this overwhelming wave of anger and sadness wash over me. Why the fuck would you quit now? Why the fuck would you do this to so many people? Oh, fuck! I am sad, because an era is officially ending tonight, and as someone who has been a part of it for well over 8 years, I don't want to see it go away. It would be like saying goodbye to my adolescence, all those years of singing Hurt with such fervor tears fell down involuntarily, all those nights screaming to Head Like a Hole emulating Reznor's emotion. All the 'fist fuck's, all the 'fuck you like an animal's, all the 'starfuckers'. If there's anything I can say Reznor has taught me well throughout all these years, is to feel, intensely and passionately. And to curse. Intensely and passionately as well. In LA, the show keeps going and feeling is coming back to me. Eyes shut tight, keeping tiny tears inside. *must.not.cry, for fuck's sake*

I am gonna break the Trent embargo that I claimed here only to say this:

Reznor, I know you're an asshole and regardless of how I feel about you in general right now, I cannot NOT thank you. Everything I am right now has been influenced one way or another by you and your fucked up shit. Who would have thought that your angst-ridden electro-noise would bring me so much joy and life. So now you're waving us goodbye and going away to do God-knows-what, and God knows I wholeheartedly disagree with whatever it is that you're about to do, but at least I had a chance to wave you goodbye like you asked us on that one post on nin.com. So thank you. I'm always awkward with thank you's, but since you're not reading this, I don't give a shit. I just had to get it out somehow, and now I did. I know this is not the end of NIN. You've said it a million times already, you're gonna keep working on music, blah blah blah. I also know there'll be a comeback, and I will be there, because I can't help it, I'm obsessed with your music. In fact, I now realize that I've only felt love for one thing in my life, and that is your evil, inappropriate-for-minors, industrial-lite music. Yeah, I have that many issues.

And with this, the Trent embargo becomes effective again.

My bootleg of the Henry Fonda show is almost over, and the most beautiful rendition of Hurt is playing. Tears are finally spilling and I am waving, waving, waving, waving goodbye to what was and will always be Nine Inch Nails. I can't believe I'm crying.

Now I move on. I have some serious growing up to do and I expect to start doing it as soon as the final show is over. In the meantime I will sit back and enjoy the show. Dave Navarro is onstage now. Will update this post with the official setlist tomorrow.

And that's all I have to say about that.


Oh wait!

Meathead also quit! Now that is pretty fucking sad. In fact, I think I'm crying right now cause there won't be any more Meathead Perspectives to obsessively look forward to. Fuck Reznor, I need Meathead! *cries*

***UPDATE!!!

Setlist here (from EchoingTheSound.com):

2009-09-10
Los Angeles, CA
Wiltern Theater

1. Home
2. Somewhat Damaged
3. The Collector
4. Discipline
5. March of The Pigs
6. Something I Can Never Have
7. The Frail
8. The Wretched
9. Ruiner
10. Head Down
11. Burn
12. Just Like You Imagined (w Mike Garson)
13. La Mer (w Mike Garson)
14. Eraser (w Mike Garson)
15. The Becoming (Still) (w Mike Garson)
16. Down In The Park (w Gary Numan & Mike Garson intro(?) )
17. Metal (w Gary Numan)
18. I Die: You Die (w Gary Numan)
19. 1,000,000
20. Letting You
21. Survivalism
22. Suck
23. Down In It
24. The Hand That Feeds
25. Head Like A Hole
26. Me, I'm Not (w Atticus Ross)
27. The Warning (w Atticus Ross & Dave Navarro)
28. Piggy (Nothing Can Stop Me Now) (w Dave Navarro)
29. Gave Up (w Dave Navarro)
30. Mr. Self Destruct (w The Dillinger Escape Plan)
31. Wish (w The Dillinger Escape Plan)
32. Atmosphere (cover - Joy Division)
33. Dead Souls (cover - Joy Division)
34. The Good Soldier
35. The Day The World Went Away
36. Hurt
37. In This Twilight

Wow. This bootleg is gonna be one hell of a bitch to download. =/


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I hurt myself today...

... because there is no God up in the sky.

Otherwise, I would have been at the Henry Fonda theater in Los Angeles tonight watching the second to last-ever NIN show. Instead, I got to watch the action as it unfolded on Twitter, like all the other losers who couldn't make it to the show (I would have been on Access but my computer goes on a coma whenever I try to access Access, lol). How pathetic.

Highlights:

• Gary Numan (meh, boring) doing Down in the Park, Cars and Metal with the band.
• Former NIN bassist and Brad Pitt impersonator Danny Lohner joining the band for Heresy (dude said it already on Twitter a couple days ago, no big surprise there) and much more.
• That Greg Pusciato (sp?) dude from Dillinger Escape Plan doing vocals on (guess which song) Wish. And Mr. Self Destruct.
• Jane's Addiction bassist Eric Avery joining NIN and Numan onstage for a (as-of-yet-unknown...) Gang of Four cover (update: it was Anthrax).
• NIN covering Gang of Four!!! Fuck yes Trent Reznor did listen to my suggestion that one time!!! I know I have no evidence of this but I know in my heart that I did suggest they play Gang of Four on this tour when he asked for cover suggestions on Twitter, way back when.
• HEALTH joining onstage for who the fuck knows what.
  
• Trent actually showing emotion and smiling quite a lot throughout the show.
  
• Justin Meldal-Johnsen STAGEDIVING during The Hand that Feeds!!! (am I the only one who thinks this would have been SO much cooler if he still had the afro???)
• Atmosphere by Joy Division.
• Get Down, Make Love.
• Head Like a Hole opening the show.
• Mike Garson (as in Mike 'I don't know you but you're cool cause you've worked with Bowie' Garson) playing piano.
• Mike Garson playing piano on Just Like You Imagined. WAIT, WHAT??? Just Like You Imagined, motherfuckers.

I don't even wanna think of the awesomeness that will happen tomorrow on Thursday. The last ever NIN show. Oooohhhh!

Right now I'm fucking depressed and tired and can't find a proper setlist for tonight's show, which is bumming me out. Will update this post tomorrow when I have the official setlist. And the bootleg.

***UPDATE!

Setlist here (from nin.com):

2009-09-08
Los Angeles, CA
Henry Fonda Theater

1. Head like a Hole
2. Terrible Lie
3. Sin
4. March of the Pigs
5. Piggy
6. Echoplex
7. Reptile
8. I'm Afraid of Americans
9. Survivalism
10. Head Down
11. 1,000,000
12. Letting you
13. Burn
14. Gave Up
15. Eraser
16. Just like you Imagined (w/ Mike Garson)
17. The Becoming (w/ Mike Garson)
18. I do not Want This (w/ Mike Garson)
19. Down in the Park (w/ Mike Garson & Gary Numan)
20. Metal (w/ Mike Garson & Gary Numan)
21. Cars (w/ Mike Garson & Gary Numan & Eric Avery of Jane's Addiction)
22. Anthrax (w/ Gary Numan, Eric Avery of Jane's Addiction & the four members of HEALTH )
23. Heresy (w/ Danny Lohner)
24. Get Down, Make Love (w/ Danny Lohner)
25. Mr. Self Destruct (w/ Danny Lohner & Greg Pusciato of Dillinger Escape Plan)
26. Wish (w/ Danny Lohner & Greg Pusciato of Dillinger Escape Plan)
27. The Hand that Feeds
28. Atmosphere
29. Dead Souls
30. The Day the World Went Away
31. Hurt

I can't believe JLYI was played tonight.



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Now playing: Tortoise - Almost Always Is Nearly Enough
via FoxyTunes

Repetitive Monotonous

I'm being haunted by yet another Nine Inch Nails song. I thought my obsessive NIN fangirl days were over, but old habits die hard, and this habit is like a fucking cockroach and it seems will survive the end of the fucking world. Personally, I wanted my next obsession to be either Happiness in Slavery (from Broken) or Sunspots (from a-With-a_Teeth-a) because heaven knows I would marry any of those songs (I would propose, even) any day. Nah, it's not either of those. Instead, it is this precious gem I can't stop humming:

Watching all the insects march along
Seem to know just right where they belong
Smears of face reflecting in the chrome
Hiding in the crowd I'm all alone
No one's heard a single word I've said
They don't sound as good outside my head
It looks as though the past is here to stay
I've become a million miles a...
Why do you get all the love in the world?
All the jagged edges disappear
Colors all look brighter when you're near
The stars are all afire in the sky
Sometimes I get so lonely I could...
Why do you get all the love in the world?
Why do you get all the love?

I swear to God, this song fucking follows me EVERYWHERE I go! Weird, considering I spent a good amount of time hating it, skipping it on iTunes and even denying its existence. Now, I will never understand why I hated it so, it's not such a bad song. I mean, it's not Deep or Kinda I Want To. Maybe it creeped me out cause after one hell of a fucking long wait for a NIN album, the first song I get is some sort of awkward Radiohead-meets-Fleetwood Mac sonic hybrid, and well... it was weird. All the Love in the World isn't horrible, not in the very least. I was just expecting something less... gospel-choir-y.

Well anyway, I'm scared. I've listened to ATLITW a grand total of 17 times just today. I'm not sure, but taking a wild guess, I'd say I listened to it about 45 times yesterday, and, I don't know, about 54765476800000000000 times during this past weekend. Talk about getting stuck in the sound.

I need a new obsession. I'm on a diet, working in the afternoon, which I never did before (usually had the ass-crack-of-dawn-shift) and quitting alcohol for good (or at least till NY... or maybe the trip I'm planning with Dani in October) so my entire system is screwed up. I mean, All the Love in the World??? What's next, Ringfinger??? (actually, I'm also slightly obsessed with Twist, the Purest Feeling version of Ringfinger. Oh, fuck!)

(I don't even know why I'm blogging about this, I'm in Computer Science class and this is boring me the FUCK out!)

PS, I think the bass on All the Love in the World is slightly reminiscent of that on Massive Attack's Angel. I don't know where I get these fucked up ideas.

Checking in with C (cause I haven't blogged enough lately)

This week, for the first time in... a long fucking time, I bought an album on iTunes. I know I vowed to never hand those bastards my precious money again, but this time I had to and it was fucking worth it. The item in question: the Moon original soundtrack by Clint Mansell.

I hate my job, I hate my job, I hate my job...

I like someone, and I totally hate this cause knowing how fucking pathetic I am, my crush will be completely unrequited and I'll end up depressed. Not to mention it's practically impossible and crazy and so fucking typical of me. Shhhhhh!!!

I'm drinking again. I don't like this either cause knowing how lame a drunk I am, I've probably revealed way too much of my ugly self in my drunken stupors and that's NOT good. Just ask Twitter.

Grecia is back, yay!



I'm pretty sure I'll be spending my birthday in New York, which would be fucking amazing (for the most part) if I didn't know there are already some people planning how they're gonna get me drunk on Nov. 3rd, and as I mentioned before, that's NOT good. It also seems I'll be spending my 21st with Lisette -- if I convince her to stay that long. Good? Yeah!

Michael Reznor announced the 'last ever' NIN tour dates, (ooooohhhh!). Presale tickets went on sale on July 17th, causing a massive NINternet collapse which left most of the NINtard/NIN fangirl/cool NINer population ticketless. People, are you ever gonna learn to NEVER take El Rezzo's word seriously? I give his break two years tops. He'll be back. [Don't get me wrong, I, too, wish I could go to one of those shows, but I've already fed my NIN obsession way too much. Time to move on.]

Speaking of, His Holiness Trent 'Bitch Fit' Reznor, called bullshit on everyone and deleted his two Twatter accounts and his fiancee's, because of course, a smart man like him knows the only opinion that matters is the trolls'. In addition, he's also disabled the PM feature on his nin.com profile, in an attempt to disconnect himself from the meanie NINternets and live in the real world. I'm not gonna comment on or judge his decision, but... dude, he should have done that a long time ago, in PRIVATE! In any case, and cause I know he's totally reading this, he should fill this out. (Posted that on my Twitter a while ago but since he wasn't reading his @replies, I didn't send it to him.)

Speaking of, I am done talking about Trent. Unless he releases cool new music or does something non assholey for a change, I'm giving him the silent treatment, so to speak.

I'm getting better at simul. I mean, what the fuck, I interpreted two hours worth of a Non-Aligned Movement meeting laden with weird Middle Eastern and African and Indian and Asian accents and weird language and big words and shit and I didn't totally fuck up! Could it be that doing simul is really my thing? I can say, in all honesty, I enjoy interpreting UN-type of speeches, like that NAM meeting, and I'm truly interested in the issues addressed in them, the language is easy to get used to, the terminology is fairly easy and... well, interpreting this kind of thing gives you a warm fuzzy feeling inside, like you're actually helping save the world or something. Granted, these people are NOT gonna save the word, and neither are the interpreters, but fuck it, it's a cool job.

Speaking of, I still suck big time and need to practice.

And I still hate my job.

I like gladiator sandals. Why? No fucking idea.

My Italian doesn't suck.

"If you're happy and you know it, that's a sin!" from The Simpsons. Fuck, lolololol! WIN!

I've recently come to realize how much I love music. I would be fucking nothing without it.

A professor called me 'smart' the other day, and told my friends she always thinks of me first when planning the class. This made me feel good, but the prof is a total wacko so I don't know how to feel about that.

Life is pretty good in general. Can't complain.

And that's all.


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Now playing: Bitter:Sweet - Don't Forget To Breathe
via FoxyTunes

NY, NIN, WTF and everything else

Heh heh... Ok, so I was in New York last week, the first time in over two years, and now that I'm back in the confines of hell, I can fully appreciate what a fucking wonderful time I had. I know it took a stupid rock show to go back to this wonderful city, but hey, at least I went back. I'm not a bad person, I haven't neglected anyone... I'm just too busy these days. But yes, I had the fucking time of my life, shitty weather and all. Hey, did I tell you I got the swine flu from walking in the rain? Yup, I feel like shit right now, but it was fucking worth it. I bet everyone wants to read what an amazing time I had, right? Well, right now I'm not in a particularly telling mood so I won't.


Oh fuck it, I'll tell.

Thursday, June 4th
Trip starts. Shopping spree starts at the Duty Free shop, where I spend about $30 on chai tea and chocolate. Plane that's supposed to leave at 6:30 PM ends up leaving at 7:00. Dude sitting next to me cannot stop staring at my iPod, and I can hardly control the desire to punch him in the gut.


I arrive in Bogota about two hours later, and am deeply amazed at the airport's sheer ugliness.


Friday, June 5th
I arrive at JFK airport at 5:30 AM. The people at Customs ask me all sorts of shit, and I can't help wondering how bad I must look that they're taking me for a terrorist. I get picked up and as soon as I exit the terminal, I encounter the drizzle that will not abandon me at all today. Hey, drizzle. After a long drive, I get home, and exactly three minutes later, I leave for IHOP to get some nourishment, but since I don't eat, I just order mozzarella sticks. Long walk starts in Harlem (120th St.) at about 3:30 PM down Park Avenue and ends on 32nd St. and Broadway. Three umbrellas malfunction, and in the end, I give up on my quest to find a good one and get wet. Then dry up in Forever 21. Then get wet again. Then get dried up again on the train. I arrive home at 11 PM, but get immediately dragged to a house party, where I get completely trashed on Coors and Bacardi shots -- seriously, what is it with people and drinking games? I never see the exact point of them. Then again, that's a gringo thing and I'm exotic.

Saturday, June 6th
After passing out at God knows what time, I wake up at 8 with no recollection of any events occurred after 1 AM. I visit family, and am forced to eat as much as I'm served (trust me, a LOT) because apparently, I look like I just got back from Africa. Shopping continues that afternoon at a mall, and I find the meaning of love in a wonderful pair of skinny jeans from Pacific Sun... and get reacquainted with an old lover: Starbucks. I get home and chill for an hour, until I am taken back outside to Applebee's, because I just haven't been fed enough.

Sunday, June 7th
On Long Island. Friend and I attend the horrible, heinous fashion crime that is the Puerto Rican/Hispanic Day Parade, and I get a tan from being out in the sun for one hour. Get back home to change into my super spectacular rock outfit...


... and get driven to the Nikon Theater at Jones Beach (!!!), where none other than Nine Inch Nails and Jane's Addiction happen to be playing. Huh, what a coincidence.


(more on that later)

Me and bro Bryan hang out until the show starts.


Day ends with Taco Bell at midnight, and I don't regret it.

Monday, June 8th
Last official day in New York. Another long journey that starts early on 32nd St. and finishes on Lafayette in Chinatown. The last of my money is spent on chocolate, Charlotte Russe and the MTA.


I overdose on Cherry Coke Zero and regret both wearing a sweater and scarf that day, and not wearing anything under the sweater. Result: I sweat like a MOTHERFUCKING PIG!!! Buy muffins that get squashed under the pile of chocolate, and take in the musky essence of New York and its dirty, crowded streets one last time. Get home to find blisters on my feet and feel a horrible backache that reminds me of how my grandma must feel on a regular basis. As I am preparing to go to bed, I get picked up and taken to Checkers for more fast food galore, and then to the movies to see the worst film in the history of the world, and I mean worse than White Chicks: The Hangover. Movie over, I'm back home at midnight, and start stuffing my shit into my suitcase and sitting on it so I can close it packing. Finally pass out at 1:30, after a long, relaxing bath.

Tuesday, June 10th
Wake up at 4 AM and find drizzle back around saying goodbye, but this time, thanks to Totes, I HAVE A FUCKING UMBRELLA, SUCKERS! I check in, blah blah blah, and board the plane at 8 and I immediately pass out on my seat. Plane remains unmoving for hours, though I don't notice it as I'm fucking out of it. I wake up to the smell of gasoline and find out the dumbass pilot is refueling with us still inside the aircraft. Plane finally leaves with a four-hour delay, and arrives in Bogota late enough for me to miss the connecting flight. I, along with some other unfortunate bastards, am forced to remain in the fugly Bogota airport for six hours.


iPod battery is in agony and I see the end nearer by the minute. In order to remain sane, I make the rushed decision to check out my luggage so I can take out the iPod charger, and check it back in. People at baggage claim go through hell and beyond to help me, but succeed in the end. iPod charges normally and my world is stable again.


Flight is delayed with a half hour again, and when I finally board, I encounter some belligerant drunk seated next to where I go. Exhausted, angry, hungry and out of patience at the time, I cannot help calling him out and telling him to SHUT THE FUCK UP, please! Get home past twelve, and hit the sack, hoping to never ever wake up.

... And that was my trip.


Oh right, the show.

This is how it went: FUCKING BRILLIANT!!!

Street Sweeper Social Club
Very energetic, excellent opening act. Too bad most people missed them.


Now, to be honest, I wasn't sure I'd enjoy their set, but the fuck I did. Tom Morello's guitar playing skills are SICK! Their set was short but hard! Their cover of Paper Planes was amazing! Definitely enjoyed watching them.



Nine Inch Nails
Well, they were incredible. Nine Inch Nails is an undeniable monster live, and every song they played was done to perfection. I froze myself, yes, but I did have lots and lots of fun. However, I don't know why I was left wanting more. Maybe I was looking forward to seeing a different setlist, or maybe I was expecting a longer set. I don't know, I was satisfied, but it could have been so much better. I was surprised at how terribly calm the audience was. There was no pit, no assaults, no monkey business -- only pure rock & roll. That was kind of good. Now, what wasn't so good was Trent's demeanor onstage. For a man who usually engages in interaction with the audience, or gives a small speech at the least, his behavior that day was not normal. He just introduced the band, said 'thank you' a couple times and played the show. His dryness was sort of a turn-off, but whatever. Oh, his voice was flawless, he could carry the notes, do all the screams and didn't fuck up any song. Good for you, Trent. Still, the highlight of the show for me: Robin smashing that guitar. Fuck yeah.
Overall, I enjoyed the show a lot. A LOT.

This is the setlist I got:

(from EchoingTheSound.org)

2009-06-07
Wantagh, NY
Nikon at Jones Beach Music Theater

Soundcheck:
The Wretched
Banged And Blown Through
Non-Entity
Suck

Show:
Somewhat Damaged
Terrible Lie
Heresy
March of the Pigs
The Frail
Metal
I'm Afraid of Americans
The Becoming
Burn
Gave Up
The Fragile
I Do Not Want This
The Downward Spiral
Wish
Survivalism
Echoplex
The Hand That Feeds
Head Like a Hole
Hurt

I arrived at the venue just as they were soundchecking The Wretched, so I could hear it all from outside. I was surprised to hear them do Saul Williams' Banged and Blown Through, though. I remember thinking... What? Is that...? For some reason I thought it was Ladytron at first. Yeah, I'm dumb. But yeah, nice!

Now, I ADORED Somewhat Damaged as the opening song! I wish they'd played more from The Fragile, but this, The Frail and the title track did it for me. I totally squealed as I heard the opening bars, and had a complete fangirl moment that went kind of like: OMGWTFBBQSOMEWTAHFUCKINGDAMAGEDHOLYSHITTT!!! Wow... That was the most awesome opening ever.




My second fangirl moment came when Trent started playing The Frail. I have so many memories involving that song, some not as good as others, so watching the audience go into a complete halt and revel in the fragile notes nearly brought me to tears. The Frail was such a wonderful song.


Too bad it didn't end in The Wretched, but rather in Metal. This is when I started to dislike the setlist. I'm not huge about this song, I admit it, so I was kind of bummed that I got it. I mean, I do like the NIN version ten million times better than the Gary Numan original, but still, it's about seven minutes of an okay song, which could have been two amazing songs, or one fucking amazing one like Eraser or Reptile. I got kind of bored here. I thought I'd still be bored when I heard the next song, but weirdly, I'm Afraid of Americans, which I'm also not a huge fan of, was a cool, sexy experience. Yeah, sexy.




What followed was probably the best part of the whole set: pure Nine Inch Nails power with The Becoming and Burn. The former is one of my favorite songs from The Downward Spiral, and I sure as hell enjoyed it. Then Burn brought out the animal in me. Rawr. There was this lady and her husband next to me and we all went batshit when Burn started, screaming and tossing around and pretending we were in the pit, lol. Haha, thank goodness no one was paying enough attention to me and my moronic antics. BURN!




The raucous came to a climax with The Fragile, which was particularly beautiful. My second favorite song from my favorite album, and one of the songs I looked forward to that night, it was raw and emotional, every bit as touching as the studio version. It was so nice to see it played in its original form, and not the Still version played during the Performance '07 tour.


After a mindblowing rendition of an odd choice for a live song, The Downward Spiral, it was the turn of all the live staples. Songs like Wish, Survivalism, The Hand that Feeds, Head Like a Hole and Hurt were as flawless as always. They also played Echoplex after Survivalism, and it was okay, but I wish they'd played 1.000.000 instead. That song DESTROYS live!




Finally, the show ended with Hurt. At first I thought they wouldn't play it, as the band retreated after HLAH and the stage went completely dark, but it took them a few minutes to start this epic closer. You just can't have a NIN show without Hurt. I mean, it's not possible. They already left out Closer on this tour, and quite rightfully so, but Hurt? Nope, can't do without it. However, it could possibly be replaced by a similarly, yet not equally emotional tune like Home, Right Where It Belongs or In This Twilight. Only then I would forgive the absence of Hurt.


Jane's Addiction
Wow... I mean, seriously. Hell... wow. I certainly didn't expect them to be that good live. I wasn't planning on staying for them at first, but once I got there I decided it'd be cool to see them as well, and goddammit, it was beautiful. The stage looked really cool, much better than the NIN one. Perry Farrell is such a wonderful showman with great command of his audience. Sure, his voice wasn't top-notch, but he made up for it with his charm and humor. Starting with the epic Three Days, a fierce eleven-minute guitar track, everyone in the band showed exactly why they were one of the best alt-rock bands of the nineties.

(sorry, this is the only half decent Jane's pic I took before the camera died).

Everyone in the band knew exactly what they were doing. Navarro's guitar playing was so riveting it gave me goosebumps, and Eric Avery's bass playing was simply out of this world, most clearly on display on Mountain Song, my favorite Jane's song. The band played old favorites such as Been Caught Stealing, Pigs in Zen, Had a Dad, Stop!, etc., new live favorite Whores, and many other classics in the JA catalog. It's such a shame I couldn't see their whole set, thought now checking out their setlist, I realize I didn't miss all that much. I left as they were playing Stop!, and that was the second-to-last song, so basically, I only missed Jane Says, which ain't that bad. Still, I left the venue in absolute love with them. Yeah... wow.

And that was my shitty concert review. I will miss NIN, since this was the Wave Goodbye tour and now they're going on a hiatus or whatever, but mostly, I will miss looking forward to seeing NIN in NY. It certainly gave me a nice thought to wake up to every day. Now I have some serious unpacking to do. Fuck. So ok, I'm off. Work again tomorrow, Saturday, cause I have nothing better to do anymore.


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Now playing: Atari Teenage Riot - Speed
via FoxyTunes

I don't give a damn about my...

This just happened literally about three minutes ago via email:

NY pal: are you going to the nine inch nails concert on sunday ???? hahahaha!

Cat: haha totally!!! how did ya know?

NY Pal: hahahaha!!! cuz you're the type of fan that would travel to just watch them....lol! and cuz i chatted with --- and she mentioned something like that and i think i saw somewhere ur profile with NINJA....hahahaha! so thats cool. alrighty girl so i'll see u on friday.

Uh... okay. Looks like I got a rep for being a freakishly obsessive fangirl. Huh...


Reznor better be playing Sin on Sunday. And maybe Physical too.

... Oh yeah.


...

I'm going to NY tomorrow!!!

So I guess I'll probably see ya kids when I'm back in hell, er... GYE, which is next Tuesday. I'll bring lots of pics and videos and bruises and new clothes. So until then, ta-tah.


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Now playing: Doves - Someday Soon
via FoxyTunes

!!!

Ok, so NIN|JA got officially started tonight in West Palm Beach, FL...

Oh. My. God.

(from EchoingTheSound.org)

2009-05-08
West Palm Beach, FL
Cruzan Amphitheatre

Listen here *** http://qik.com/peteyrave ***

Home
Somewhat Damaged
Last
March of the Pigs
Piggy (Nothing Can Stop Me Now) [last time played, 10/28/1995 Inglewood CA on Outside Tour]
Metal [DEBUT PERFORMANCE]
Hersey
The Becoming
I'm Afraid of Americans [DEBUT PERFORMANCE]
Mr. Self Destruct
Burn
The Fragile
Right Where it Belongs
The Way Out is Through [last played 1/15/2000 in Osaka, first time in North America]
Wish
Survivalism
The Hand That Feeds
Head Like a Hole

I think I just had a tiny stroke. Or an orgasm eargasm. Fuck, that's one fucking amazing setlist. I feel like the luckiest person alive right now.

Now, all I can wish for is...

SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN HOLY SHIT SINNNNNN!!!


And a backstage pass. I can do this, dammit!


***EDIT!

Correction...

2009-05-09
Tampa, FL
Ford Amphitheatre

Soundcheck
Meet Your Master
1,000,000
Something I Can Never Have

Show
01 Now I'm Nothing (last played Sept. 13, 1991 London, last show of Now I'm Nothing Tour (of course))
02 Terrible Lie
03 Sin
04 March Of The Pigs
05 Piggy
06 The Frail
07 The Wretched
08 Discipline
09 Head Down
10 La Mer
11 The Good Soldier
12 I Do Not Want This (last played Feb. 18, 1995 New Orleans, last show of Self Destruct Tour)
13 The Downward Spiral
14 Non-Entity
15 Lights in the Sky (debut performance, Trent was right)
16 Wish
17 Physical (last played Jan. 31, 1995 Murfreesboro, probably)
18 The Hand That Feeds
19 Head Like a Hole
20 Hurt

Now THIS is an epic setlist.

SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN SIN OMGOMGOMG FUCKING SINNNNN!!! HELLYEAAAAAAAA!

God, I love a happy Trent. Fuckkkk!

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Listening to: David Bowie - Teenage Wildlife
via FoxyTunes