I missed all of Lacuna's set except for the final song, one of my faves, so I'll have to accept that. I Love that Scabbia. The way she performed was different than I had expected, with her headbanging right along with the rest of the band. They were full of energy, and I wished I could have seen more.
Nile was entertaining in their ancient Egyptian thematics, though I enjoyed the interludes and the mid-paced tempos more than the blistering death moments. That brutal death all starts sounding the same after two songs.
My third Opeth show; they were of course great performers, respectable in both musicianship and persona. I still think Mikael could make a hell of a lot of money as a public speaker or DJ with that baritone of his. Damn, I wish I would have known about the San Diego show the NEXT DAY with just them and Lacuna... sigh.
SJR. Being that I've always detested Pantera and Anselmo, I wasn't expecting much. The dickhead comes out on stage, hammered out of his mind, flashing the sieg-heil, and for the next 30 minutes that I can bear watching the band, makes a complete and utter ass out of himself. I fucking hate that prick.
Though Danzig is about 5'4'' (and this is WITH the high heeled steel boots), his ego is inflated to the size of a zeppelin. I couldn't stifle a grin each time a 'tortured' look came upon his face. His voice? Well, he doesn't seem to know how to hold his notes, has no breath control, and there are moments he sounds like Kermit the Frog.