CONCERT SCRAPBOOK
Houston, Texas, Jan. 23, 1996 by Victor Yiu
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Where should I begin?
Well, I arrived at the venue, Numbers, a few hours before showtime, set for 8pm.
I got there around 6, hoping to get a chance to talk to the band. I had started
the Seven Mary Three homepage not long before, and was really excited at the great
timing -- they were coming to Houston!
Earlier, I had sent a letter to the
band about the page. I didn't expect a response. A week later, Sam, the band's
Production manager, called me up on the phone -- they had gotten my letter and
were excited about it. To say the least, I was speechless! This kind of fan
treatment really impressed me.
After waiting in line, I realized people from far away places trekked all the way
just to see the band perform. I spoke with several guys from New Orleans, and heard
that people as far away from Arkansas came. I waited in line for the doors to open.
I was still in a state of shock.
Lustre opened -- they sounded pretty good, and got the audience ready for the
anticipated event of the night. Before the show, the t-shirt stand looked pretty
busy. They passed out stickers, sold t-shirts, and signed up people to be on the
mailing list.
They got on stage at about 10:15. Even hours of listening to their CD could not
prepare me for their intense live performance. They blew me away. I stood there
in awe as they rocked on stage. I tried keeping track of what they played, but
I lost track. I don't remember being so fired up in my life -- they completely blew
me away, beyond my expectations. This concert and +Live+ at the
Woodlands are the two shows that stand out in my life as truly incredible shows I will
never forget.
If I remember correctly, the guys played every single song from American Standard,
plus a few more unreleased tracks -- Black Wing, Oven, and Lucky. The crowd
was great; the mosh pit didn't get too rowdy. I came for the music, and I could
tell the enthusiastic concertgoers were really enjoying the show. As expected, the whole audience
crazy when Cumbersome came one, propelled by its
radio success.
Seven Mary Three was not only great on CD, but awesome live.
All of them stayed after the show and shook hands with everybody until the last fan
left. I handed Giti some updated printout of the page; that's when he said hi and
brought me onto the stage. We shook hands got a picture together,
but the film didn't come out. Remind me to bring a flash next time. I also carried my
CD through the show, just to have them to autograph it.
I waited outside for them. There were still a few dedicated fans waiting outside their
tourbus after most people had left, and I joined them. As Giti, Jason P., Casey, and
Jason R. each talked to their tourbus, I got a chance to meet with them again, and
briefly chat. I knew everybody was tired, so I didn't want to bother them for too
long. I did, however, want to get pictures with each of them. Again, I felt dumb
for not bringing a flash. Luckily, I did get a few -- the picture with Jason Ross and
the group picture came out okay.