Monsters of Rock 2006: Queensryche - Milton Keynes Bowl 3rd June 2006
Setlist: Does anyone really give a rat’s ass what the hell they played?
Following Ted Nugent was Queensryche. Now, this is not a witch-hunt by someone who just wants to slag a band off for the sake of it; I’m not a professional journalist. I really, really wanted to enjoy their set and it started off so well. The first number was a corker. Sadly, after that, it just went straight down the toilet.
I have rarely seen a band perform on a stage so large, with so little presence.
Queensryche were so dull that even people wearing their t-shirts were looking bored and embarrassed. They failed to hold anyone’s attention much past the intro to their second number and, the longer they played, the more people wandered off, chatted, sat down, fell asleep, or began eating their own limbs to stop the pain. Really, they were that bad. All that flouncing around stage by the vapid tart and soapy over-acting by the singer. Gak! Truly dreadful. This lot reminded of a sandwich: Ham and Cheese. Which is precisely why I can’t give you a setlist; I wasn’t paying attention, you see. Watching them reminded me of the butty in my bag, and that was a whole lot more entertaining than what was on stage.
I can’t say that they were technically incompetent, or musically inept, because they weren’t. It was just self-indulgent twaddle and boring as shit. The most interesting part of their set was when the CD intro wouldn’t play and they had to restart it, only for it to fail a second time.
There’s a group of guys, friends of mine, a little band called Demon, who would have been so much better in this time slot than this bunch of non-entities-in-black. It’s not just a mindcrime that they weren’t on the bill here and Queensryche was, it's a hanging offence! This was the only bad point of the day as far as I can see. It was a blessed relief when it was all over. Someone pulled the chain and Queensryche got flushed down the Bowl. Time for Thunder…
Mark L. Potts
The God of Thunder
10th June 2006
Following Ted Nugent was Queensryche. Now, this is not a witch-hunt by someone who just wants to slag a band off for the sake of it; I’m not a professional journalist. I really, really wanted to enjoy their set and it started off so well. The first number was a corker. Sadly, after that, it just went straight down the toilet.
I have rarely seen a band perform on a stage so large, with so little presence.
Queensryche were so dull that even people wearing their t-shirts were looking bored and embarrassed. They failed to hold anyone’s attention much past the intro to their second number and, the longer they played, the more people wandered off, chatted, sat down, fell asleep, or began eating their own limbs to stop the pain. Really, they were that bad. All that flouncing around stage by the vapid tart and soapy over-acting by the singer. Gak! Truly dreadful. This lot reminded of a sandwich: Ham and Cheese. Which is precisely why I can’t give you a setlist; I wasn’t paying attention, you see. Watching them reminded me of the butty in my bag, and that was a whole lot more entertaining than what was on stage.
I can’t say that they were technically incompetent, or musically inept, because they weren’t. It was just self-indulgent twaddle and boring as shit. The most interesting part of their set was when the CD intro wouldn’t play and they had to restart it, only for it to fail a second time.
There’s a group of guys, friends of mine, a little band called Demon, who would have been so much better in this time slot than this bunch of non-entities-in-black. It’s not just a mindcrime that they weren’t on the bill here and Queensryche was, it's a hanging offence! This was the only bad point of the day as far as I can see. It was a blessed relief when it was all over. Someone pulled the chain and Queensryche got flushed down the Bowl. Time for Thunder…
Mark L. Potts
The God of Thunder
10th June 2006