"Think for yourself. Question authority." The words of Timothy Leary echoed through Viejas Arena as Tool took the stage, letting the expectant crowd know that they'd be blasting off with "Third Eye."
The abundance of past tour T-shirts signaled that this was not the first Tool show for most of the audience, which was pummeled for two hours with intense, engrossing progressive metal.
The visual focus was not on the four men onstage, but on the psychedelic artwork that pulsed and spiraled on large video screens. The set included popular singles "Stinkfist," "Schism," and "Forty-Six & 2."
As on their last few tours, Tool performed only one song from their first full-length, 1993's Undertow. "Do you believe in time travel?" singer Maynard James Keenan asked before launching into the album's opening cut, "Intolerance." The highlight, however, was the finale of epic tracks "Lateralus" and "AEnema," a kiss-off to their hometown, "this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A." The crowd joined in, screaming lyrics condemning L. Ron Hubbard and "all his clones," gun-toting gangster wannabes, and insecure actresses loud enough for their SoCal neighbors to hear.
"Think for yourself. Question authority." The words of Timothy Leary echoed through Viejas Arena as Tool took the stage, letting the expectant crowd know that they'd be blasting off with "Third Eye."
The abundance of past tour T-shirts signaled that this was not the first Tool show for most of the audience, which was pummeled for two hours with intense, engrossing progressive metal.
The visual focus was not on the four men onstage, but on the psychedelic artwork that pulsed and spiraled on large video screens. The set included popular singles "Stinkfist," "Schism," and "Forty-Six & 2."
As on their last few tours, Tool performed only one song from their first full-length, 1993's Undertow. "Do you believe in time travel?" singer Maynard James Keenan asked before launching into the album's opening cut, "Intolerance." The highlight, however, was the finale of epic tracks "Lateralus" and "AEnema," a kiss-off to their hometown, "this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A." The crowd joined in, screaming lyrics condemning L. Ron Hubbard and "all his clones," gun-toting gangster wannabes, and insecure actresses loud enough for their SoCal neighbors to hear.