Mindless Self Indulgence:

Tek World Performance Review

By Jason Koerner

"I love my Mommy `cos she f**** my Dad... I love my Mommy `cos she f**** the s**t out of my Dad!" - MSI

What a great line... and they didn't even play it.

The show was a first for me. Never having seen the NYC-based punk/techno/industrial band Mindless Self Indulgence before, I was not quite sure what to expect. What I heard was much like listening to the CD in my car, only now, people were moving around on stage to the music. Kind of putting a face with the name, if you will.

It was amazing to hear how closely the live music resembled the album. It almost sounded "fake" to me. I am not sure whether this is a good or bad thing. On one hand, they could be really tight and experts at recreating the studio sound in concert. On the other, there could be too much music being played through the house mains and not the actual instruments. I couldn't distinguish a lot of the guitar and bass work, but the drums were obviously for show, as much of the work was done by the drum machine in the recorded portions.

Whatever the case, it was a great show. The crowd was squeezed in like sardines. They were compact, sweaty, thirsty and kind of rude: just the way any good show should be!

The band put on a great performance, filled with high-energy vocals and stage presence for miles. (Actually, it extended all the way to the video games where their vocalist decided to sing from while playing a racing game during a song.) Pink spiked hair, mesh halter-top, underwear, pants and shoes were the fashion of choice for vocalist/songwriter, Urine, what more could you ask for? The show was worth the sweat drenched clothing afterwards. Glad it was sweat.