Saw Ministry, Helmet, and Sepultura on a triple bill in December 1992. Fitchburg , MA. Drove there from Troy, NY with a couple of buddies of mine from college. Hit a pile of chicken cages and almost went into a ditch on the way there. Some dude in a pick-up truck tied them down very poorly and lost his cargo out where there were no streetlamps. Thought I destroyed the front of my car because my lights went out, but amazingly had no damage. I must have accidentally hit the push-pull headlight switch when I slammed on the brakes. EXCELLENT concert!! Moshed my balls off at the show (back when I still had long hair). Sweating like a pig... It snowed so hard on the drive home I had to follow a Peter Pan Trailways bus for most of the way so I could stay in its tracks. The tires of my $300 piece-of-crap 1980 Ford Mustang were so bald I couldn't make it over the mountains (Petersburg Pass on Rt 2) because we literally started sliding backward. We had to drive further south and find a new route home. Before smart phones and Google Maps. Just guessing. Eventually ran into Route 20, which goes back to Albany from the New York/Massachusetts border. While we driving over 50 miles out of our way in the middle of the night, out in the sticks, it was absolutely gorgeous. Like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Snowing such a clean snow it was almost as bright as day. We were the only ones on the road, and I could see a fucking HUGE bull elk standing a few hundred feet in front on me, smack dab in the middle of the road. I figured he would eventually take off, but he did not. Even though we were driving crawling slow, I had to feather my brakes [again, shitty tires] as we approached, and ease ever so gently around it. He had to be about 2 or 3 feet outside of my door, just standing there casually, and looking in my window with curiosity as we drove by. It was surreal. When we finally got home at like 4:30am, we stopped at a Dunkin' Donuts for some snacks before I dropped my buddies off. Dunks were mostly 24 hours in Upstate New York back in the day. Holy shit, those were some good times....
Hell of a story. I was there too that night too. It was definitely an out of the way place for a concert, but what a show! Helmet were unbelievable that night.
That tour was my first concert! I was 14, we went to the Michigan State Fair Grounds on 8 Mile in Detroit. I was blown away by how loud Helmet was. I remember the bass drum just blasting you in the chest. Will never forget that show!
John Stanier is a drum God.. He's drum royalty. Check out Battles. I only listen to them because of John. There are a ton of good drummers. John Stanier is one of the great ones.
Im 45 now, I remember seeing Helmet at Roseland Feb 10 1995 with Quicksand like it was yesterday. It was one of the most memorable moments of my childhood. They were so raw, and intense and heavy, even better live it seemed. John Stanier was such an amazing drummer, right on point and had a way of really rounding out the sound. Page is so talented as a musician.
My spine is tingling, when the In the Meantime riff hits, its time for all hell to break lose in the crowd. FUCKING LOVE HELMET SHOWS! Even broke a rib once.
Who's the sound engineer who made Helmet's sound as perfect during the middle of the 90's? Excatly the same as the albums, really great dude. Anyone can give that buddy name?
@gomer1021 Seems like it. Odd choice, I tried one once in the 90's and HATED it. That guy usually played PRS guitars. Maybe he intended on smashing the Talman by the end of the song.
John Stanier's drum grooves define the alternative metal drum sound. His simplicity and flow made Helmet SO head-bobbing good.
That snare drum is epic !!!
Whoever did the sound for this is on point.
watch them live in Sonoria, Italy.....that sound is on point as well
Man I wish music like this came back mainstream.
I suggest you: Whores - Daddy's money
Damn this sounds like 5 to 10 bpm slower than the record version and it's super sludge sounding. Love it.
Saw Ministry, Helmet, and Sepultura on a triple bill in December 1992. Fitchburg , MA.
Drove there from Troy, NY with a couple of buddies of mine from college. Hit a pile of chicken cages and almost went into a ditch on the way there. Some dude in a pick-up truck tied them down very poorly and lost his cargo out where there were no streetlamps. Thought I destroyed the front of my car because my lights went out, but amazingly had no damage. I must have accidentally hit the push-pull headlight switch when I slammed on the brakes.
EXCELLENT concert!! Moshed my balls off at the show (back when I still had long hair). Sweating like a pig...
It snowed so hard on the drive home I had to follow a Peter Pan Trailways bus for most of the way so I could stay in its tracks. The tires of my $300 piece-of-crap 1980 Ford Mustang were so bald I couldn't make it over the mountains (Petersburg Pass on Rt 2) because we literally started sliding backward. We had to drive further south and find a new route home. Before smart phones and Google Maps. Just guessing. Eventually ran into Route 20, which goes back to Albany from the New York/Massachusetts border.
While we driving over 50 miles out of our way in the middle of the night, out in the sticks, it was absolutely gorgeous. Like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Snowing such a clean snow it was almost as bright as day. We were the only ones on the road, and I could see a fucking HUGE bull elk standing a few hundred feet in front on me, smack dab in the middle of the road. I figured he would eventually take off, but he did not. Even though we were driving crawling slow, I had to feather my brakes [again, shitty tires] as we approached, and ease ever so gently around it. He had to be about 2 or 3 feet outside of my door, just standing there casually, and looking in my window with curiosity as we drove by.
It was surreal.
When we finally got home at like 4:30am, we stopped at a Dunkin' Donuts for some snacks before I dropped my buddies off. Dunks were mostly 24 hours in Upstate New York back in the day.
Holy shit, those were some good times....
Hell of a story. I was there too that night too. It was definitely an out of the way place for a concert, but what a show! Helmet were unbelievable that night.
That tour was my first concert! I was 14, we went to the Michigan State Fair Grounds on 8 Mile in Detroit. I was blown away by how loud Helmet was. I remember the bass drum just blasting you in the chest. Will never forget that show!
The fact that it's just a bit slower than the album version somehow makes it twice as groovy.
Stanier is phenomenal.
Dude I’m pushing 45. Their sound is still dope.
I’m 49 and I still love it ❤
Page Hamilton perfected dadcore
Drummer is ON POINT
John Stanier is a drum God.. He's drum royalty. Check out Battles. I only listen to them because of John. There are a ton of good drummers. John Stanier is one of the great ones.
I listen for both him and Ian. Don Caballero was great
@@bobasquid3339 And Tomahawk!
@@AndrewBeveridge461 Meh... Patton.
yeah buddy. That rhythm section for Helmet was tight
When bands played live and not lip synced
Im 45 now, I remember seeing Helmet at Roseland Feb 10 1995 with Quicksand like it was yesterday. It was one of the most memorable moments of my childhood. They were so raw, and intense and heavy, even better live it seemed. John Stanier was such an amazing drummer, right on point and had a way of really rounding out the sound. Page is so talented as a musician.
My spine is tingling, when the In the Meantime riff hits, its time for all hell to break lose in the crowd. FUCKING LOVE HELMET SHOWS! Even broke a rib once.
imagine the noise in that studio , mental
This riff is so fucking good!
Who's the sound engineer who made Helmet's sound as perfect during the middle of the 90's? Excatly the same as the albums, really great dude. Anyone can give that buddy name?
Quite true, usually they ain’t even really playing. Dope AF.
This is FUCKING heavy! I love and will always love Helmet!!! Best band EVER!
Love the slow groove tempo.
perfect in a once perfect world of music
I fuckin love you Helmet.You are real music!!!
love this band, still have Meantime in the car, listen to it almost everyday
anyone else think it's safe to say they were inspired by Godflesh?
Oh yea totally. with Hardcore Punk and Noise rock thrown in for good measure
One of my idol bands helmet... the rock band that sports a military or police haircut...
Makes me want to listen to Band of Susans for some reason.
Disrespectful to cut that song short
The Daily Habit should hire the guy who did the sound for this... it sounds amazing!
I love the crunch of those guitars.
Banda de verdade sem mi mi mi!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dave Attell and Brian Posehn listed in the writing credits
John Stanier, totally underrated.
SO GOOD!
Brutal🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘
I don't like late night shows or hosts but props to Jon Stewart for constantly featuring lesser known and less poppy bands to play.
Helmet rules!
This shit is super sick!!!
Fuck JS Fucking Love Helmet!
Stanier is an absolute God in this video. Fuck.
yes..them and Quicksand.
Fuck yeah doggie
First to post! Such a great 90's band!
Roll the credits, Bob...
Where, oh where is the whole version. It's that good. Somebody knows.
Slo-mo, baby!
That kick drum, tho...
Never mind that is Rebecca Gayheart.
the crowd seemed scared.
Who is that woman in the beginning? She looks so familiar but can't place her.
Rebecca Gayheart.
turn my shits up! i cant hear my shits in muh headphones! turn up my shits!
and without making your face look like a tacklebox, or letting some drug addict draw on your skin.
@gomer1021 That would be,Henry Bogdan,on the left.
What about Menguede?
Peter left years before this performance
@gomer1021
Seems like it. Odd choice, I tried one once in the 90's and HATED it. That guy usually played PRS guitars. Maybe he intended on smashing the Talman by the end of the song.
these dads really know how to rock
Would've been nicer to see them without the credits rolling...
that ending was weird and came too soon!
John kinda fux up at 1:19
Back when Jon Stewart didn't give a rat's ass about politricks.
Loved?....wtf?..