PANTERA LIVE IN MOSCOW, 1990 (OR: R.I.P. DIME)
Monday, December 8th, 2008 at 2:41pm by Vince NeilsteinToday marks the 4th anniversary of the shooting of Darrell “Dimebag” Abbott. Rather than wax ecstatic about what an awesome dude Dime was, or bore you to tears with a story about where I was when I found out about the death, or rail about how fucked up it is that a musician’s life would end in such a manner or how fucked it is that Dime’s legacy has been raped and pillaged in the name of money by everyone with the means to do so (all these things are true… they’ve just been completely beat to shit in the media)… I’d like to post my favorite Pantera video of all-time (”Cowboys From Hell” live in Moscow, 1990) and invite you all to share your Dime stories — of any kind — with us in the comments.
R.I.P. Dime. The world lost a legend 4 years. Oh, what’s that… John Lennon also died on December 8th? All kidding aside, Dimebag is perhaps our metal generation’s John Lennon.
-VN
One of my good friend’s loves to talk about his first concert experience of Pantera, Slayer, Death Angel, and Static-X. Lucky cunt. One of the Sirius Satellite stations played this entire concert a couple months ago. Of course, that station got replaced by some shit from XM.
Dime was, in my opinion, the originator of groove metal. I wouldn’t give two shits about metal today if it hadn’t been for his catchy, infectious riffs opening my ears and mind to the idea/fact that metal isn’t just noise.
Hows about a little Panteradactyl for Dime appreciation……..
….Or is it still too soon?
He pointed at me during the Tsongas Arena show in the 2004 Reinventing the Steel tour. A real neat moment for me.
…. to the topmost of the rockmost!
sappy story time……
well, my bud went to a dio show in dallas, I think lynch mob was there as well, anyhow, went to get a brew, didn’t believe it but Dime was hangin’ all incognito against a support beam in the club, cradling a cold brew, stopped to talk to the dude and he starts in on how badass of a guitarist my bud is, then goes into a spill about badass flamenco guitar style and shit, funny thing was he thought my bud was in some mexican mariatchi type band, but he’s just native american, not mexican, so he finally stopped dime and was all, nah dude sorry that wasn’t me, by this time Dime’s ole’ lady Rita or whatever came over and handed over a pass to the CLUBHOUSE, sayin if we had any problems getting in or anything to call the number she’d written on the back and she’d take care of the shit, Dime autographed it before getting a phone call and abruptly leaving, saying something to the affect of “fixing to go drink Cantrell under the table”…. good stuff…good times…good dude! ROCK ON!
It was Pantera that helped turn the corner for me, from liking traditional and thrash metal to the more ferocious side. And I was lucky to catch Damage Plan in the late fall just weeks before his death. He brought it hard live every time.
I remember the first time I heard Pantera. As a young kid ‘growin up in the stix Of Indiana, I had no choice but to listen to shitty hip-hop OR metal. You can imagine what I chose.
I was really into the movie, “The Crow” and decided to buy the soundtrack. One stand-out track on was “The Badge”, by this band I’d never heard of called Pantera. (At the time, I stupidly was pronouncing it “Pan-ther-a” until my friend corrected me.) I’ve been hooked ever since.
First time I saw Pantera was in ‘94 or ‘95 with Type O. This was probably the most violent show my eyes had ever witnessed. Fast-forward to 2004: I’m at college, and hear on the news that Dime had been shot, and was dead. All my life I’ve respected his playing. I’ve always considered him a perfect talent because he can write a great song while being a very technical guitarist. His riffs live on, and I’m thankful he made his mark. RIP Dime!
I haven’t listened to Pantera in years. I may have to go dust off Vulgar or Driven and take in my teenage years again. I was into hip hop a lot when I heard Dimebag had been murdered. It felt like I had been sucker punched in the stomach that day and for a week after. The metal came back into my life that day — so sad that it had to happen that way, though.
I grew up going to shows at the Alrosa Villa, and it was fucking crazy when my friends and I heard about the murder. I’m ashamed I never saw Pantera live :(
Dimebag>>>>>>>>>>>Lennon FOREVER!
Sorry Vince Dime wasn’t metal’s John Lennon, he was metal’s Jimi Hendrix. Dime’s riffs single handedly kept metal alive in the 90s, we should all be eternally grateful.
Dimebag was a legend. My idol. And the idol of many a guitarist. He was the greatest to ever put a pick to strings and fingers to fret. He was a mastermind of the floyd, and the perfecter of the wah.
He shredded like no being, mortal or not, shall ever be able to match.
All that needs to be said was he was the best. And he shall forever be missed.
In our hearts he lives. The cowboy from hell.
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RIP Dimebag Darrell
1966 – 2004
In the summer of ‘94 at Dayton, OH’s Hara Arena, Pantera were celebrating the release of “Far Beyond Driven” with Biohazard and Sepultura. Prior to the show or before Pantera’s set, I can’t recall which, Dime walked out on stage to a folding table covered in cups of Coors Light. Some he’d drink, others he rocketed into the crowd. I was hit square in the chest with one of Dimebag’s beer missiles. I kept that anonymous, crushed, Solo cup for at least 5 years after the show.
I briefly met Dime 7 years later at another Pantera show at Hara. He was, arguably, one of the most amiable artists I’ve ever met.
My favorite metal and rock guitarist. The EVH of the 90’s. I really miss him and his music, despite that I think Damage Plan music was mediocre at best.
hey does anyone remember pantera, era glamtera?
HARD RIDE! (with me) WITH MEEEEEEEEE!
I actually bought a copy of Power Metal off of Amazon earlier in the year, pretty good stuff. Pantera is responsible for me liking metal. I kind of strayed away from listening to any type of rock during middle school/my first two years of high school, then at my buddies house one day he threw on cowboys from hell and I was hooked. I don’t play any insruments but every time I listen to these guys hearing Dime play makes me want to pick up a guitar.
I love that footage. I think I watched Vulgar Video #2 at least 1000 times in high school. The first time I smelled pot was at a Pantera show in ‘93. (with Sacred Reich and Biohazard) I was nervous my dad would smell it on me.
Dime was my gateway drug to metal.
I was working backstage at an Ozzfest in Philly years ago. It being the complete drunken, alpha-male dudefest that it was and me being a tiny brown girl, I sorta shrunk into wallflower-mode in the main dressing/hangout room. In walked Dimebag amidst cheers and high-fives; he did a bunch of shots, hung out and upon leaving walked right up to me and said, “Girrrrrrl, where the hells your beer??” and pointed to the bucket of beer in the middle of the room and then handed me one of the 3 beers he was fisting. And with that, he not only put me at ease, but made me feel pretty fucking special.
And, by all accounts, that was just a *minor* gesture of his kindness.