

| Bad Religion, Philadelphia, Pa written by Lynn DATE: October 17, 2007 VENUE: Electric Factory, Philadelphia, PA written by Lynn |


| I love the Electric Factory in Philadelphia. I am very close to saying that it's perhaps my favorite concert venue in the city, between the fact that it's big enough for you to really feel like you're at a concert, yet small enough to feel like it's almost intimate. I love it, too, perhaps because of all the concerts I've seen before, I've only actually been to four at the Electric Factory, and two of those - Muse and Chris Cornell - rank up there on the "Best Concerts I've Ever Seen" list. Now, after seeing Bad Religion at the same venue, I've upped that list to a 3 out of 5, because October 17th's show was simply amazing. A. May. Zing. Mind you, too, as much as I know about the band, I have been a bad, bad fan and had not ever seen Bad Religion before, but I know now what I have missed all this time, and it's tragic! So shame on me, and shame on everyone else who loves punk rock and hates politics if you haven't seen who are probably one of the most tongue-in-cheek, outspoken bands out there, let alone the ones responsible for influencing an entire genre of punk music. Shame on all of us, but thankfully I have redeemed myself, and can now proudly say that I have been in attendance at the church of freedom of speech and freedom of self, and I feel uplifted for it! OK, enough of of the hokey religious crap, but the point I am making is that being in the presence of Greg Graffin, witty lyricist that he is, and the rest of Bad Religion as they played songs both new and old, it honestly was some kind of spiritual event for me that you'd have to have been there to understand. Some rite of passage that I finally participated in, because I get them, what they're trying to say in their music, and it stands for so many of the beliefs that I, personally have. I realized that night, too, that Bad Religion, they've been around for a long time, and even if they're not always in the spotlight, they're still always there, on the set list, coming up in reference as influences of other bands, and of course heading off the ever-popular Warped Tour. They've become punk rock legends and icons, and though I didn't realize it until seeing their concert, I really should have done this much, much sooner. The amount of collective feeling and harmony that went through the audience that night - an audience comprised of fans from their teens to their forties and fifties - was really encouraging, to think that we all really could get along, and we all really could agree on one thing, even if it was that these United States really have problems, and that our Capitalistic, greedy, deceiving government really sucks. I think, if we were to ever be pushed to the point of riot and civil war in this country once more, it's going to be a Bad Religion song that you hear being blared through massive speakers as citizens try to take back what is ours and do away with presidents like "Dubya", whom Graffin dedicated the song Let Them Eat War to as the band played their show. wherein fans could register, and then pick the songs they wanted to hear played during the performance, although I don't know whether they did, indeed, play those. Interesting idea, though. The set was really diverse, I have to say, although I did miss a few favorites, ones that I would have thought the band would have played, like A Walk, Punk Rock Song, 10 in 2010, and a few others. The crowd seemed to be pleased with the set list, however, if the size of the mosh pit was any indicator. Oh yes. Now, what real punk show would be complete without crowd surfing and a big-ass mosh pit? In spite of the fact that I find the sight of guys moshing to be absolutely hilarious beyond description, it was still great to see the crowd getting so sucked into the atmosphere that night. I almost felt like jumping in, myself. As the show continued on, and the moshers moshed, and the crowd surfers surfed, I watched and sang along, still awed that here I was, finally, witnessing this historical band up on that stage and singing the (non) virtues of commercialism and elitist politics, however, there was one song that I kept hoping and hoping for, that they hadn't played yet. I was thinking to myself, surely these kids KNOW this song! The set ended and the band went offstage, and as I stood there feeling jilted because here I was, seeing Bad Religion, and they hadn't played what is probably their best, most popular song, ever... they came back for the encore. I crossed my fingers, then, hoping. They played two songs, and I can't even recall what they were at this point... and then they closed their set with Infected. Then the entire room erupted into screams and cheers as soon as that intro bassline started up. This was what I had been waiting for, and I was so excited, I actually had to call up my friend, who could not be with me that night, to let him hear Infected over my cellphone. And as we all sang along to Greg and the rest of the boys, singing You and Me...have a disease..., I thought to myself that this had surely been one of the greatest concert moments I've experienced lately. I'm still tingly just thinking about it. I left the Electric Factory pumped and feeling good after that show, feeling privileged to have joined all those before me who subscribe to the message being delivered - fight conformity and be yourself, and don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise. |
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