Alice in Chains

So Alice in Chains has a new lead singer. So what? It’s not that replacing a dead legend isn’t worth getting worked up over, it’s that Alice in Chains isn’t. Truth be told, they were negligibly better than Candlebox. Their genius, if you can call it that, was simply a matter of timing: when grunge became huge, Alice in Chains was in its prime. Or, shall we say, sub-prime: cacophonous minor chords with whiny vocals might be some people’s bag of sugar-studded pecans, but for most, it was fucking ear torture. Yeah, they rocked, but given the severe fun deficit in their music, they never rolled. Hence, ambivalence is the proper way to greet the new guy (who sort of looks like Lenny Kravitz); go to this show for Mastodon instead. With Deftones, Mastadon. MIKE SEELY

Fri., Oct. 8, 2010

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