Ft. Lauderdale, FL
July 8, 2011
I’ve been out of the loop with this new Dubstep thing, so going to a show solely dedicated to the genre is just not my nature. Regardless, I went to Revolution Live to check out Nero and Juan Basshead, and to be honest, I could have cared less about the show. But as I’ve learned before, if you don’t move, you stay behind.
I arrived to the venue in a rush; the 826 was shut down due to a crazy hearse-related bomb threat.
The venue was fairly empty when I arrived even though it was already an hour into the show. The crowd slowly crept up on me and before I even realized, I found myself swimming through a sea of ravers, dealers and trippers. Like I’ve stated before I’m not that much into Dubstep, but I’m not one to disregard the whole scene because it’s popular. Not only did I feel like I was in the middle of a Transformers orgy but I felt in sync with much of the aggression, noise and technicality of the music. Compared to listening to Dubstep on your iPod, seeing a live DJ feeds a sense of belonging with the rest of the audience.
I felt in sync with much of the aggression, noise and technicality of the music. Compared to listening to Dubstep on your iPod, seeing a live DJ feeds a sense of belonging with the rest of the audience.
I spent most of the show time walking around enjoying the experience, stopping occasionally to take photos of people either tripping out or reenacting the Atlantis shuttle launch. On occasion I would be pulled aside and asked for a photo, despite totally not being a social photographer. Something about Dubstep makes people very chatty. I discussed schools, Germany and America with a Russian who offered me a random cup of ice (frozen water, not crystal meth) since the venue didn’t want to give out a cup unless you spent $4 on bottled water. I politely declined the potentially toxic drink. As the night went on and the music got louder and more explosive, the pace of the show slowly shifted.
After a few hours, and still no Nero, I began to plan my exit. The concert felt like it was stuck in a loop. I somehow managed to wait around and entertain myself by taking more photos of the ravers just long enough to catch the host of the party. Nero finally arrived and just like any other show the crowd cheered and the headline artist got down to business.
I was impressed and unexpectedly happy when he spun some of his influences, like The Beastie Boys and System of a Down. I was lucky enough to get on stage with some persistence and communication with security. It was pretty sick being on stage, literally a foot away from one of the top overseas DJs. The show sadly ended only 15 minutes later and after meeting Nero on stage I decided it was finally time to leave. It was around 2:30 a.m. and I had a long drive home.
I left with the urge to search for another Dubstep show, I may not completely understand it yet, but Nero is a good start.
Review and Photos by Juan Hernandez