Orgy kicked off the fireworks of the July 4th weekend when they stormed Atlanta for a sold-out show at the Masquerade. The venue was packed wall-to-wall with anxious girls hoping to get close to singer Jay Gordon, while the guys decked out in Orgyesque makeup and dress, trying to emulate the membets of this flasy band, whose image is just as important as their music, and hoping that their look would attract one of the many beautiful girls in attendance. the capacity crowd screamed in unison as the band slid onto the stage, and it was clear that the guys in the audience didn's have a chance in hell at getting even a look from one of the women clamoring to get near the stage. Gordon made his usual fashion statement, dressed head to toe in white leather with platform shoes that made him look 10 feet tall.

Orgy opened their 11-song set with Dizzy, Dissention and Gender, then blasted into All The Same, Fetisha, and Feind. MTV hit Stitches struck the masses like an electronic bullet. I was amazed they were able to produce their techno sound live without the aid of trickery. Pantomine was next. Bobby Hewitt slapped his drum pads, making sounds never before heard by the human ear. Ryan Shuck, dressed in black and also in platforms, mercilessly violated his guitar. Closer Blue Monday shook the club like an L.A. earthquake, with Amir Derakh, looking as if he'd just stepped off of the set of Lost in Space, sending out a wave of distorted electro-ammunition that would have leveled Studio 54, leaving all panting for more orgy. (10)