Firs the traffic tried to destroy the Metal, but the Metal did not fall. Then the Parking tried to slow the Metal, but the Metal, strike it down! Then the Logistical Snafus tried to wreck the metal, but... you get the point.
This event, hosted by Jack Black and Kyle Gass, was an event that lived up to its epic moniker, Festival Supreme! The idea of doing an entire outdoor festival-style event centered around Musical Comedy sounded like a stretch, but the lineup was so astoundingly awesome for the cost of the ticket ($99), that I had to give it a shot. For a first time event of this magnitude there was a few logistical things they could do better next time, but overall it was such a great time, I easily forgot the problems.
To see Adam Sandler live, along with Triumph, Conan, Megan Mullally, David Cross & Bob Odenkirk, and The Mighty Boosh was enough to make me forget the impossible crowds and lines for things.
Adam Sandler was in rare form, but it seemed that he and a few others that performed that day seemed taken aback by the sheer crowds. Zack Galafiankis had what seemed like a short set, and he never played the piano, which would have been perfect for a comedic music fest. The Mr. Show Experience was awesome but the Dave & Bob seemed put off a bit by the problems with feedback and the sound. I personally didn't have a problem hearing them, but the way that the stage was set up meant that the sound from the opposite stage was blaring in the background. I really enjoyed the Mr. Show guys, and I really hope they weren't so put off as to not do an event like this in the future.
The Finally was pretty epic with awesome musicianship and perfect comedic timing. The Lonely Island guys were an especially cool surprise and they put on an excellent show of their own (which amounted to a mini-set in the middle of the Tenacious D's set).
The problems with the event, which included having to leave one part of the venue to get the Club Intimacy tent & Arcade was inconvenient, and the work being done on the roads made it ridiculously hard to find parking, and the mile long line to get into venue, which would have been a real problems for another less-than-epic festival, all seemed to pale in light of the sheer talent and enthusiasm of the performers.
I hope the Metal will find it's was back to Santa Monica again this time next year, and if it does, I'll be the first in line.