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So, I went to see Lamb of God and Fear Factor (w/ Throwdown and Children of Bodom) at the Commodore last night. It was pretty amazing, but something from it really threw me.

Fear Factory were introduced as "Fear Factory from Southern California". I was floored. This was possibly my longest standing local love. Fear Factory was made in Vancouver. Southern California? At first I felt enraged, but suddenly I felt crazy. Where had my childhood gone? Where had all those times that I had gone to see Fear Factory because, well, they lived here, so they played here alot. I've seen Fear Factory play three-four times as many times as I've seen anyone else play. It was a slap in the face, a betrayal. Where were those "It's good to be home Vancouver?" Where was my past?

I wanted to feel righteous indignation, but suddenly I just felt... surreal, lost, disoriented. I blamed myself, for misunderstanding, for thinking they were local when they weren't? This still doesn't make sense, but I came home and, lo and behold, they are from Los Angeles. Am I crazy?

But they make all their music here (even their last album was recorded here), they recorded their last album here, if I'm not mistaken they've even lived here. All the usual "It's good to be home" stuff wasn't there, where were the props to those that made them? Or were we always just a stopping block, a step to become famous musicians so they could return to their fucking stripes and stars?

I mean, the concert was good. Even though FF is getting old, they still rocked. And Lamb of God... the lead singer... so POWERFUL. But... I can't escape this bizarre sense of betrayal.

That's my childhood, give it back.