Fans packed the Cyclorama to see and hear their tormented, beloved Trent scream, hiss, whisper, and howl out the pain and rage that comes with being alive.
Lemmy and Co. kept the show interesting by changing pace and style. Only they can pull off a show with so much raw aggression and their unique sense of humor.
There’s a six-foot-two guru sitting in a chair knocking his bony knees together in rhythm, thumb-picking real Delta-style blues on an old Silvertone guitar.
“I want to hear you beg!” roared the intro tape as the band began their crunching, mean, and snarling backdrop to the antics of Gen and her Genitorturers.
There was a real sense of camaraderie, a feeling, on stage and off, that everyone was there to have some fun and, in the process, help an important club.
6L6 is a band that doesn’t need group shouts to make a massive vocal impact. From outta this skinny, starvation poster boy comes a bulldozing roar of a voice.