Peg Life Vol. 14

My eyes burn and my ears ring. The grinding throbs still reverberate through my spine. Today Nine Inch Nails unleashed the most apocalyptic deluge of thrashing rock grandiosity ever to be seen on stage in Peg City. Even the godlike performance of System of a Down was bowled over by the onslaught of superdistorted guitars, pounding drums, mechanized keyboards, and the screams of Trent Reznor. Every song was a marvel of stage production, with enough lights, flashing and swirling, to induce seizures in a million epileptics. Everything was spectacle, Reznor throwing out his few "Thanks you"s to the crowd from the darkness between songs. Their performance was the brightest, loudest, and most awe inducing display I have ever had the privilege to witness. It never let up, coming back more than once from what I was sure would be the end to lay siege to the senses once more. After a relatively unostentatious (though no less gripping) performance of Hurt, NIN blasted through The Hand That Feeds to end on Head Like a Hole, tossing their guitars away in the finale to leave the audience bathed in spotlights and feedback. After today the only band that I could possibly be so amazed by would be Tool. Or possibly Radiohead, but Tool would rock harder. I'm afraid that's all I have to say today. Good night.

Tony Hawkins holds onto a hanging misstep