Chevelle: 03-14-2012, Omaha, Ne

Chevelle, Middle Class Rut, Janus
Hats Off To the Bull Tour
March 14th, 2012
Sokol Auditorium
Omaha,  Nebraska
SOLD OUT

Walking a few blocks from my car to the venue, I saw a Scalper sell two tickets for tonight’s show for 67  dollars a piece. Thus far, every  show on Chevelle’s Hats Off to the Bull tour have sold out. Something that Pete  Loeffler, Chevelle’s lead singer, admitted to us after the show, is “very rare.  Especially an entire tour for us. Especially with today’s economy.” Packed from  wall to wall, front to back. The show sold out two weeks before tonight’s show.

Janus used their time to whip the crowd into submission. Vocalist, David  Scotney, climbed off stage several times during the band’s set, hopped up on the  barricade and leaned into the crowd, mic in hand. And while it’s the norm to  have a drummer hidden behind their kit, Johnny Salazar was just as energetic as  bass player Alan Quitman and Guitarist Mike Tyranski. The band played lot of new  material off their sophomore release, Nox Aeris. It’s great to see the crowd  jamming out to tracks that the vast majority have never heard before. Scotney  told the crowd that Numb, off of the band’s upcoming release, is one of the  heaviest tracks on the new album and was beyond amazing to hear live. It’s rare  that a crowd is given a chance to hear new music before an album is released,  especially in a live setting. Janus ended their 1/2 hour set with Eyesore. One  of two tracks played off of their first album and the song that got the best  reaction out of the fans.

Middle Class Rut hit the stage after Janus.  MCR has really grown as a band since the last time I saw them open for Filter.

Hammering into the crowd as only Chevelle can, the band opened their  hour and a half long set with Antisaint. The crowd’s reaction was bombastic. I  took the chance to look at the upper balcony during their second song of the  evening, Letter From a Thief, and swear I could see the balcony vibrating from  the constant assault of jumping bodies. It was during Same Old Trip that I  noticed the barricades were starting to buckle and the number of crowd surfers  diving into the pit was becoming a steady stream. The band took a short break to  wipe the condensation off their gear. Sokol Auditorium is notorious for turning  into a sauna if more that a few hundred people enter the building. Tonight’s  show sold out with roughly three thousand.
“You guys really like it hot and  sweaty, don’t ya,” Pete asked the crowd before dazzling us with a slowed down  version of Closure. Stage lights flooded the venue, bathing the crowd in eery  shades of green and purple. Pete’s throaty growls giving the track a more  threatening undertone. Fans held thier places until the final verse and started  bouncing in unity. They kept the momentum going, raised fists pumping, well into  Jars. I heard more than one person around me talking about the amazing light  show that Chevelle had brought with them on this tour. Forfeit, always a fan  favorite to hear live, followed Jars and the crowd showed no sign of slowing.  Neither did the band for that matter. It’s ironic that Forfeit always gets the  bruisers in the crowd pumped up into a moshpit, because the track is about  making fun of the douchebags who only go to shows to cause trouble. Yeah, I’m  talking to you Mr Drunk Frat Boy who buys his beers six at a time. After the  fans settled down, Pete pointed out the bra hanging from his mic, joking to  bassist Dean Bernardini that Dean needed one too, and asking the crowd for  “donations”. No one threw another on stage but it makes me wonder if guys have  thrown their jockstraps on stage at Amy Lee when Evanescence performs.
The  fans all raised their voices during Vitamin R and did an amazing job mirroring  Pete’s vocals, except for the drunk guy standing next to me that was pumping his  fists at irregular intervals.
It was almost creepy to see so many bodies  seething during The Clincher. Sweat dripping off the ceiling and steam rising  off of their drenched bodies.
Almost without warning, the stage flashed with  brilliant rainbow lights. It was adorable to listen to the drunk idiots around  me trying to sing along with I Get It, but the drunks redeemed themselves during  the sing-a-long version of Send The Pain Below. After all these years, I still  find it touching when the fans raise their lit lighters into the air during a  tracks performance.
More brilliant stage light drenched the crowd as Pete,  Sam and Dean plunged into Wonder What’s Next, Pete almost scolding the crowd  while singing, “Yes I mind. It’s not your turn.”
Wasting no time with a long  break before the encore we all knew would happen, Pete came back on stage and  played the first half of The Red solo. Strumming his guitar, fans rasing more  lighters and cell phones, their voices raised as one.
The band ended their  19 song set with their current singe, Face To the Floor. Pete thanked the crowd  for helping make Chevelle history by selling out tonight’s show, which is the  second to last of this tour.
Tonight wasn’t without it’s glitches though.  This was one of the lamest crowds I’ve ever seen at Sokol Auditorium. The venue  was packed with annoying, screaming teenage girls, and drunk frat boys. It  wouldn’t be a show at Sokol without seeing some drunken douchebag being hauled  out wearing handcuffs and we got to see this happen half a dozen times.  Thankfully, the bands put on an amazing show and everyone I spoke with was blown  away by the evenings show. One fan even went as far as to say that this was the  best show they’ve ever seen Chevelle perform. As much as I adore the band, I  would have to agree. Each time I see Chevelle seems to be better then the last.

Janus setlist;

In Flames
Six Letters  Sent
Lifeless
Promise No One
Numb
Stains
Eyesore

Chevelle  Setlist;

Antisaint
Letter From A Thief
Another Know It All
Hats  Off To The Bull
Sleep Apnea
Same Old  Trip
Closure
Jars
Forfeit
Vitamin R
The Clincher
Comfortable  Liar
I Get It
Envy
Send The Pain Below
Wonder What’s  Next

Encore;
The Red
Face to the Floor