Alright, this is not a movie, so I changed the name of the column this week. And I may do this more and more, actually, because it is kind of awesome. This is the full Nine Inch Nail set from the ill-fated Woodstock 1994. The reason I am posting this as oppose to a “movie” this weekend is because right now, as you read this, I am on my way home from Maryland, from VIP’ing the Virgin Mobile Freefest all weekend. Virgin was kind enough to fly me out for Unreality, put me up, and treat me far more importantly than I have ever been treated before. It is actually ironic, because I have been a Virgin Mobile customer for a decade now (thirty five dollars a month is a f*cking sweet deal, anyway you cut it, ESPECIALLY now that they have iPhones) so I will be talking about the show and the V.I.P treatment a bit this week, and I figured posting an amazing show from an amazing band would set the tone for that. And what better band to represent badass live music than Nine Inch Nails?
There was a time, right around 2008-2009, where Timbaland could do no wrong in the music industry’s eyes, “Bring Timbaland In!” was the general thought at the time. Timbaland had produced Justin Timberlake’s breakthrough FutureSex/LoveSounds album, which was a massive success at the time. And Timb (as I will refer to him for the rest of the article because I’m lazy) also had his own album, Shock Value, doing really well, too. The thing is, certain artists are not meant to work together, for various reasons. These are two such artists. Because, though good solo, when they get together, it is overwhelming just how much suck happens.