By Carl Edlund Anderson
Well, here's my mini-review of Clutch in Milton Keynes.
First of all, Milton Keynes is the most pathetic heap of toss ever. There are plenty of places that are grimmer, but MK is just... pathetic. I'm still traumatized by how amazingly uncool it was.
Landmine Groin and Candyass - or whatever those opening bands were called - were so crap that drinking the incredibly thin Theakstons Best from plastics in the (let's not call it a bar, let's call it a) foyer was preferable. OK, they sounded good at what they did - sadly, what they did was crap.
Clutch, however, were excellent. Truly excellent. I'd say we got a more right-on show in Milton Keynes than Jon did in Brighton by the sound of things. All the band seemed in excellent form and played like bastards -- Dan Maines was particularly putting it down like a Man on bass.
Naturally, guitars for the evening were from by Gibson, and the bass was whacking great Rickenbacker - the combination prefered by all bands of taste!
Different set-list from Jon's Brighton show - some of the same songs, but some different ones too. We got "Immortal" instead of "Border" for example, and in a different place in the set. Clutch, gods bless 'em, have learned well from the jam scene.
Totally awesome. Shame we didn't have 60 Watt Shaman and Karma to Burn opening for them instead of the dodgy little nu-metal bands. Next time!