Into the Presence at the Khyber Show Review 5.9.2009
After reviewing Into the Presence's debut album, I knew I had to go out and see these dudes live. I needed to see if they were able to pull off the songs on the album in a live setting. I was apprehensive at first, wondering if seeing the band would ruin my feelings on the album. I had no reason to fear. They beautifully raped my ears.
It was a gorgeous night in Philadelphia, clear skies, cool winds - it was the perfect evening for my cock to rest comfortably against the denim of my woman sized jeans without the protective barrier of my thongs. Thankfully I did because inside The Khyber it was hotter than a Tijuana street vendor. If you don't get that reference, it's ok, neither did I. Suffice it to say, it was hot as hell in the venue. I don't usually glisten, but Saturday night I was.
The first band got into an accident and didn't show up. It was unconfirmed if that accident was a car accident or cocaine accident. This forced Into the Presence to move their set time up to 10 pm.
The crowd seemed to know this as the already cramped bar was filled to the brim with sweating hipsters and computer programmers. This wasn't the typical rock crowd I am used to. It was more sophisticated, suave, and showered. I welcomed the change.
I was trying to watch the hockey game when I heard, Into the Presence start with End Game. The familiar drum opening with the cymbals and the light subtle guitar and throbbing bass. Using my nimble ninja skills, I snaked into the performance side of the bar, and wormed my way into the perfect vantage point.
Luis opened his mouth and began singing the opening lines of the song. I stood stunned that his voice sounded even more amazing in person than it did on the album. The sound perfectly balanced between all five instruments (electric cello, bass, guitar, drums, Luis' voice).
Tim Alexander's perfectly timed drum hits complimenting the groovy bass lines. The rhythm section accented by the electric cello and Luis' voice.
It was the most talent I have ever seen on stage. Into the Presence are MUSICIANS, they are not rock stars. Rock stars start bands to nail chicks and drink booze. Maybe Into the Presence are into that as well....who isn't? But I get the sense Into the Presence enjoy making music, understanding that music is an art that needs to be expressed and heard to be appreciated. Each note was well orchestrated and pulled off flawlessly.
I was listening to the album and said to myself "There is no way that Luis can sing and play the guitar this well. These have to be two different recording sessions." I was totally wrong. His arena sized vocals easily impressed in the tight, cramped bar. His guitar work impressive to even the non music fans drinking at the bar.
An Into the Presence show isn't something to be watched, it has to be experienced. Visually, you aren't going to get Axl Rose running around on stage and Tommy Lee twirling and throwing drum sticks. What you are going to get is a more subdued, but ultimately more rewarding concert - audibly speaking.
If you are a fan of great music, you need to at least buy this band's record. If you are a fan of a concert experience, go and see this band live. I just wouldn't go to their show looking to hook up with a morally loose drunk chick. They all seemed to have boyfriends at this show.
It was a gorgeous night in Philadelphia, clear skies, cool winds - it was the perfect evening for my cock to rest comfortably against the denim of my woman sized jeans without the protective barrier of my thongs. Thankfully I did because inside The Khyber it was hotter than a Tijuana street vendor. If you don't get that reference, it's ok, neither did I. Suffice it to say, it was hot as hell in the venue. I don't usually glisten, but Saturday night I was.
The first band got into an accident and didn't show up. It was unconfirmed if that accident was a car accident or cocaine accident. This forced Into the Presence to move their set time up to 10 pm.
The crowd seemed to know this as the already cramped bar was filled to the brim with sweating hipsters and computer programmers. This wasn't the typical rock crowd I am used to. It was more sophisticated, suave, and showered. I welcomed the change.
I was trying to watch the hockey game when I heard, Into the Presence start with End Game. The familiar drum opening with the cymbals and the light subtle guitar and throbbing bass. Using my nimble ninja skills, I snaked into the performance side of the bar, and wormed my way into the perfect vantage point.
Luis opened his mouth and began singing the opening lines of the song. I stood stunned that his voice sounded even more amazing in person than it did on the album. The sound perfectly balanced between all five instruments (electric cello, bass, guitar, drums, Luis' voice).
Tim Alexander's perfectly timed drum hits complimenting the groovy bass lines. The rhythm section accented by the electric cello and Luis' voice.
It was the most talent I have ever seen on stage. Into the Presence are MUSICIANS, they are not rock stars. Rock stars start bands to nail chicks and drink booze. Maybe Into the Presence are into that as well....who isn't? But I get the sense Into the Presence enjoy making music, understanding that music is an art that needs to be expressed and heard to be appreciated. Each note was well orchestrated and pulled off flawlessly.
I was listening to the album and said to myself "There is no way that Luis can sing and play the guitar this well. These have to be two different recording sessions." I was totally wrong. His arena sized vocals easily impressed in the tight, cramped bar. His guitar work impressive to even the non music fans drinking at the bar.
An Into the Presence show isn't something to be watched, it has to be experienced. Visually, you aren't going to get Axl Rose running around on stage and Tommy Lee twirling and throwing drum sticks. What you are going to get is a more subdued, but ultimately more rewarding concert - audibly speaking.
If you are a fan of great music, you need to at least buy this band's record. If you are a fan of a concert experience, go and see this band live. I just wouldn't go to their show looking to hook up with a morally loose drunk chick. They all seemed to have boyfriends at this show.






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