Whereas Orb was essentially DJ-ing a club, the brothers were playing a rock ‘n’ roll show. They worked the crowd like it was just another knob on the board.
Rollins Band had a hard act to follow in Skunk Anansie. Skin compels you to watch her, her motions intriguing, falling somewhere between sinewy and robotic.
Tod A immediately launched into “Bourbon and Division,” a dark cha cha (no, really) which pulsed and throbbed under the hands of this wedding band gone bad.
They ran through their Goth dirge classics in a blur of lights, smoke, and seductive vocals. Steele’s voice, while soothing and tranquil, was making me sleepy.
Rancid blasted right into “Roots Radicals” and mass hysteria ensued. Although I didn’t want to like Rancid, I have to admit they were really fun and energetic.