Static-X stormed The Fillmore in Detroit, bringing with them crushing riffs, relentless grooves, and an unstoppable energy…proving “Evil Disco” still reigns supreme!
A warm, late-summer night has descended upon Detroit’s historic Woodward Avenue. The city hums with anticipation, its neon glow bouncing off The Fillmore’s iconic marquee. For blocks, black clad fans snake around the venue, buzzing with one singular goal: witnessing Static-X bring their “Evil Disco” fury back to the Motor City. The Fillmore, with its gilded ceilings and sprawling floor, has long been a shrine for Detroit rock fans. But tonight, it’s not just a venue—it’s a furnace waiting to be stoked.
7 PM, doors open… and the coals begin to glow, as the masses begin to pack into a sold-out house. A touch of refer madness co-mingles with excited jibber jabber, fueling the anticipatory energies of the well-behaved mob. If there’s one thing you can rely on in the world of industrial metal, it’s that Static-X will always find a way to make a room move, and this crowd is ready for that pulsating, distorted groove the band famously dubbed “Evil Disco.” Nearly three decades after their breakthrough, Static-X proved they’re not only keeping the flame alive, but fanning it with a ferocity that makes you forget any talk of nostalgia tours.
Fast forward to game time:
8 PM, and the night’s charge began with Dope, longtime brothers-in-arms with Static-X and Detroit favorites in their own right. The crowd roared as frontman Edsel Dope led the band through a lean, hard-hitting set that left sweat dripping off The Fillmore’s walls. It was the perfect appetizer—raw, aggressive, and a reminder that industrial metal still punches like a steel fist. By the time Dope exited, the room was primed and restless, every eye locked on the glowing Static-X logo shimmering behind the stage curtain.
Anticipation ensues…
9:22 PM and the house lights drop as the first notes of “Bled for Days” smack the Fillmore-ites square in their sweaty asses… BOOM instant madhouse. The pit went from zero to chaos in a heartbeat, and the crowd roared like they’d been waiting all week to cut loose.
Wayne Static may be gone, but his spirit was alive in every stomp and scream as the band tore through “Wisconsin Death Trip” and “Fix” with machine-like precision as an angry bubble foam machine sprays the crowd with thousands of floating orbs. The energy here tonight feels raw, almost mechanical, like the gears of a giant engine grinding away above the sea of bodies slamming into one another.
They launched into “Terminator Oscillator” and “Sweat of the Bud.” The room pulsated with that unmistakable industrial groove. The strobes, the pounding bass—this wasn’t just a concert, it was sensory overload. “Love Dump” drops next, and you can feel the collective sweat dripping from the ceiling. Static-X then took a heavy turn into nostalgia lane with “I Am,” “Otsegolation,” and “The Trance Is the Motion.” Every track landing like a time capsule leaking baggy pants, chain wallets, and late-night headbanging. The opening riff of “Black and White” is up next, and she cuts through the haze like a lightsaber through a Sith Lord. And now… the entire crowd remembers just why they fell in love with this band in the first place.
A brief intermission as “Bien Venidos” plays out softly before chaos reignites with “Get to the Gone.” From there, the X put the pedal to the floor: “Dirthouse,” “Cannibal,” and “Destroy All,” dealing back-to-back sledgehammer blows. And just when the room thought they couldn’t go any harder, Static-X hit with “Cold”… that haunting anthem that has aged like steel. The audience then gets sucker punched with the campfire classic “I’m With Stupid.” The walls shake with every shouted chorus, the kind of unity only a Detroit metal crowd can summon. Of course, they saved the nuclear option for last. “Push It” detonated like a bomb, sending The Fillmore into one last frenzy of bodies, screams, and sweat. It wasn’t just a finale… it was a victory lap for a band that refuses to die.
There is no doubt: Static-X is as vital to the metal scene in 2025 as they were in 1999. Their eardrum-punishing setlist serves as a perfect mix of early anthems, mid-career crushers, and new blood. With undeniable certainty, Static-X comes as a Loud Hailer recommended concert experience, sure to leave you with supercharged giblets, a moist nether-region, and a wonderful buzz of industrial metal memories tickling what’s left of that grey matter!
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