Death Grips Live 05/06/17, St Kilda

The entire concert could be discussed as a metaphor for modern life’s failure to provide a sense of oneness, a moshpit is a cheap substitute – a thrilling yet temporary orgiastic state. And I can’t help feeling that a DG concert (especially as popular as they are now) is a concept that goes against the individualistic and nietzschean philosophy DG actually stands for. There is a sense that they hate the fans, and especially at that concert, playing beastie boys for two hours, then the same beastie boy song three times before they start. If you saw the concert as a glorious “Rite of Passage”, as one greentext story put it, then you’ve missed the point, you’ve dashed through the matador’s cape thinking you’ve gored him at last, but nahhhhh.