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Tour Dates
11/11/15 Winnipeg, MB West End Cultural Centre
Read More11/12/15 Saskatoon, SK O'Brian's Event Centre 11/13/15 Edmonton, AB The Starlite Room 11/14/15 Calgary, AB Dickens Pub 11/16/15 Vancouver, BC The Rickshaw Theatre 11/17/15 Portland, OR Hawthorne Theatre 11/18/15 Seattle, WA Chop Suey 11/20/15 San Francisco, CA DNA Lounge 11/21/15 Anaheim, CA House Of Blues 11/23/15 San Diego, CA House Of Blues 11/24/15 West Hollywood, CA Troubadour 11/25/15 Mesa, AZ Club Red Theaters 11/27/15 Salt Lake City, UT The Complex 11/28/15 Denver, CO Summit Music Hall 11/29/15 Albuquerque, NM Sunshine Theatre 12/01/15 Austin, TX Empire Control Room 12/02/15 Dallas, TX Trees 12/04/15 Atlanta, GA The Masquerade 12/05/15 Winston-Salem, NC Ziggy's 12/06/15 Baltimore, MD Baltimore Soundstage 12/07/15 New York, NY Irving Plaza 03/01/16 Berlin, Germany Magnet Club
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British prog-metal band TesseracT is back in Minneapolis, in support of their third studio album Polaris (Kscope). We previously caught the band when they played the Skyway Theatre in 2013.
One of the opener, The Contortionist, is a band unlike many others. They are metal but they aren't metal. The type of metal these guys play is a kick to the face if you aren't ready for it. I was ready for it but my jaw still hit the ground when they started playing.
The crowd barely moved last night except for a small pit that was desperately trying to break out during a couple of The Contortionist's songs. Why go to a concert and just stand there? You may as well listen to the band's CD at home really loud. It's essentially the same thing if you're not going to move.
Last night was the exception to that rule. You couldn't help but stand there and get your face melted by all of the bands especially The Contortionist.
The Contortionist is nothing short of a tech-metal band. Their riffs are complicated. The time signatures are complicated. The vocals are complicated. Hell, everything about them is complicated and I mean that in the best way.
It is chaos in music form. It is simple but at the same time complicated. It is loud, but it is so quiet. It makes you feel angry, happy, sad... everything all at once.
You really can't dance to their music. It's hard to even tap your toes or nod your head to it. Finding a solid beat is near impossible especially when seeing it live. Right when you think you've found it, you lose it when they either change the time signature or you start watching them play.
I was mesmerized by watching the guitarists. The way their hands can move with such speed and precision is jaw dropping. Watching singer Michael Lessard bounce around the stage is astounding. His voice transforms into so many different genres in a matter of a couple of words but it all seems to flow together.
Last night wasn't exciting. There are no epic mosh pits to write about. There was no confetti cannon or fake blood coming at my face. There was just me, a packed house with a few friends spattered in and some music that, in some odd way, reminded me of home.
It was perfect.
One of the opener, The Contortionist, is a band unlike many others. They are metal but they aren't metal. The type of metal these guys play is a kick to the face if you aren't ready for it. I was ready for it but my jaw still hit the ground when they started playing.
The crowd barely moved last night except for a small pit that was desperately trying to break out during a couple of The Contortionist's songs. Why go to a concert and just stand there? You may as well listen to the band's CD at home really loud. It's essentially the same thing if you're not going to move.
Last night was the exception to that rule. You couldn't help but stand there and get your face melted by all of the bands especially The Contortionist.
The Contortionist is nothing short of a tech-metal band. Their riffs are complicated. The time signatures are complicated. The vocals are complicated. Hell, everything about them is complicated and I mean that in the best way.
It is chaos in music form. It is simple but at the same time complicated. It is loud, but it is so quiet. It makes you feel angry, happy, sad... everything all at once.
You really can't dance to their music. It's hard to even tap your toes or nod your head to it. Finding a solid beat is near impossible especially when seeing it live. Right when you think you've found it, you lose it when they either change the time signature or you start watching them play.
I was mesmerized by watching the guitarists. The way their hands can move with such speed and precision is jaw dropping. Watching singer Michael Lessard bounce around the stage is astounding. His voice transforms into so many different genres in a matter of a couple of words but it all seems to flow together.
Last night wasn't exciting. There are no epic mosh pits to write about. There was no confetti cannon or fake blood coming at my face. There was just me, a packed house with a few friends spattered in and some music that, in some odd way, reminded me of home.
It was perfect.
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The Contortionist at Cabooze, Minneapolis (09 November 2015) |
