Modest Mouse - Fillmore Miami Beach

Photo by Marta Xochilt Perez

Modest Mouse
Fillmore Miami Beach
Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Better Than: Getting caught in an actual pit of rats.

Scurrying like buzz-hungry rodents to the sugar nozzle, Modest Mouse fans cheerily clawed and crawled through the Fillmore Miami Beach, searching for the perfect spot in which to nest while waiting for Isaac Brock and his band to begin making noise.

The show was sold out. The clock was ticking toward 10. But the roadies were still fiddling with Brock and crew's setup. So cigarettes were shared. Half cans of PBR were spilled. And weed smoke wafted up toward the old theater's ceiling in fat, lazy puffs.

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No more seats at the Fillmore, folks.

It's been six years since Modest Mouse released its last studio album, We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank.

But this band's backers are patient. They are prepared to stoically bide time, even a decade, till Isaac Brock is finally satisfied with a new batch of 12 songs. So smoking and drinking and getting high for another half hour was no big fucking deal.

"Dude, we're going to see Modest Mouse in Miami," a burly, bearded guy marveled. "That's like spotting a cartoon character in a whorehouse."

Photo by Marta Xochilt Perez

The wait for Modest Mouse wasn't much longer, though.

By ten minutes after 10, the theater had gone dark. The gas-station lighters went up. And the cell phones started to flash.

There were hollers and whistles and whines as the Fillmore's sell-out swarm of fans pogo-ed and roiled and whirled in anticipation of the night's first thrilling clash of guitars, double drums, bass, keys, strings, and human screams.

Photo by Marta Xochilt Perez

"Fuck modesty!" some drunk punk chick squealed, giddy for the arrival of her favorite band. "We are mice!"

The crowd noise surged and hushed and swelled. And then Brock strode out, as if he were rushing to a street fight, while the fans rattled the floor, chairs, balcony.

The Modest Mouse leader strapped on a guitar, pushed his face to the mic, and howled: "Travelling, swallowing, Dramamine!"

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Location Info


The Fillmore Miami Beach

1700 Washington Ave., Miami Beach, FL

Category: Music

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I was there with about 7 other people and the consensus of our group was terribly mixed sound and Modest Mouse was sloppy but improved towards the later half of their initial set.

The sound was all lows and vocals.  It just didn't translate well from the album. And who the fuck was in charge of the levels on the trumpet?  I was disappointed.  The Filmore was great, like usual, and i enjoyed the opening band.

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