There is one word to sum up Dropsonic’s performance at the Earl: perfection. This was not your mellow indie rock or psychedelic, distorted-trip concoction, it was pure rock perfection in the vein of Queens of the Stone Age if Thom Yorke took the mic. Dropsonic took the stage last, after Hawks demolished the venue with an insane flurry of heavy, no-nonsense rock and the singer’s nude escapade through the audience. You would think that a set like the one Hawks presented would be hard to top, but the energy and intensity of Dropsonic commanded our attention, even after the shock of booty and balls.
Dropsonic started off the set with “Low Life,” off their latest album, and front man Dan Dixon did not disappoint as he tore up every inch of the fretboard with impressive and extreme, technical skill. Though the technical side shined, it never overshadowed the shear, raw musicality of the trio. David Chase is simply sick on the bass and the band wisely highlighted his remarkable lines with a few rounds of solos among their set. As I listened, I came to fully understand why the band sticks to just three members; there is not a thing to add to the complicated rhythms and genuine camaraderie that these guys display. Dropsonic graced us with nine new songs and though the content was fresh, the band was tight and never a beat off in their delivery.
It’s a wonder that Dropsonic isn’t recognized among rock stars with similar emissions, such as Tool, the Von Bondies or the White Stripes. The songs were perfectly executed by three guys that seemed blissfully connected to their respective instruments, while they rocked the hell out of a room full of mesmerized guests. Dropsonic gave us a dose of what rock should be: laced in frenzy, non-pretentious and utterly mind-blowing.
Photographer: Gail Fountain
East Atlanta, GA
Dec. 4, 2009
By: Nadia Lelutiu