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reviews/comments

from xtieddownx:

i saw them last night.

they opened with yes! i am a long way from home, and definitely played both mogwai fear satan and like herod. only song with vocals that was played was hunted by a freak. they played like herod into batcat, one of the heaviest and loudest experiences of my life, my right ear still ringing heavily.

from cameron kell:

this was my first mogwai show, and it surpassed all of my expectations. the noise and the lights combine to form a truly amazing, unique experience. you must see mogwai on this tour. their new material sounds amazing (like herod into batcat was mind-blowing) and all of the oldies sound great too. really, i can't say anything that hasn't been said yet. however, mogwai is an unstoppable force live, and you can't get that off of the records. do yourself a favor and see mogwai live.

http://www.sonicitchmusic.com/?p=2221

photos

http://www.soundcheckmagazine.com/..../989-photos-mogwai-fuck-buttons-stubbs-austin

photos by cameron kell
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cam3r0n/

mogwai's us tour diary

from mogwai.co.uk:

the heat here in austin is matched probably only by waterskiing on the lake of fire that those christian sinners are always harping on about and it’s quite difficult to understand how anyone can cope with it at all. the humidity is awful too but we’re given a reasonably a/c’d dressing room to relax in. the hotel we went to for showers was overrun with people who’d been evacuated from houston due to hurricane ike turner. they looked bored and restless and a few of their pet dogs were left in tiny cages in 98 degree heat on the back of their pick-up trucks, much to our horror. ally pointed out that a lot of the time they just leave their pets when they have to be evacuated so i suppose these are the lucky ones after all. some of the explosions in the sky laddies come down to the show to say hi and the night slowly but surely becomes extremely messy. ally, ozzy and i went to a bar and stayed right up until the moment where i saw a large cockroach that wore an ipod and i left in abject horror. to the bus! i remember eating 2 excellent hot dogs and then bed……and eventually people coming into the bus to play ac/dc at about 7:30 in the morning. the next thing i know, somebody is trying to get into my bunk, so with the reaction of a dangerous wildcat i push as hard as i can at the flailing arms that are trying to displace me from my humble habitat. we’ll see who has bruises in the morning, chump. i hear stories the next morning of wild parties in beekeeper suits and fire jugglers of great quality. people look rough and i fear the tour has reached the point-which-has-no-name, yet people look knowingly at each other. this rite of passage is about to be conquered or lost in the next few days. or is it just the tequila talking? next stop: dallas. the hurricane maybe?