Pop Rocks & Soda

There is nothing more depressing than the laments of aged rockstars. The inability to transcend past  a prototypical song structure; The lack of gust to move past the nostalgia that identifies their Rock and Roll, and compensation in theatrical endeavors. However to much acclaim, Jane's Addiction had risen to the occasion. For all of thirty minutes…

This was the most astounding yet disappointing show for an audience of Bethlehem Pennsylvania to date, as they had teased us with the moxy of their original form, only to succumb to the in climate weather as a means through which to postpone the performance.

Jane's Addiction had taken us through a few classics as Mountain Song, and Been Caught Stealing, however when their time of judgment had arrived, through which to determine if they truly still invoked the Rock & Roll spirit; They had retreated to the tour bus as the lightning and drizzle, pursued shortly there after.

It was glorious to have witnessed that they still had the passion in them, complete performance intensity assisted by the wire dancers and the screeching vocals piercing with the erudite melodies; The legendary Jane's Addiction in tact and in original form. The sad legacy left with Bethlehem was deduced to the showmanship of leaving the audience wanting more, without actually performing the allotted time. Or the true fan compensation; finding a way for the show to go on…

It is a breath of fresh air knowing that these musicians are still passionate about the message and refuge they provide their followers. The subculture that reflects freedom from social and physical oppression with a means to advocate the exercise of these unique Rock & Roll instincts. A truly eclectic referendum against what Rock & Roll has become, with a healthy dose of D.G.A.F.