There's something to be said about bands that really dig their music.

I have a lot of respect for a band that plays for itself as much as for the fans, and I can't think of anyone more fitting to exemplify that attitude than Finger Eleven.

The five-piece rock band played just over an hour, showcasing most of the new music from its 2010 release, "Life Turns Electric." What's most fitting is this titular sentiment is also an incredibly apt descriptor of Finger Eleven's stage presence.

The band performs like men possessed – something that's not very far from the truth. The entertaining yet unusual hyper trance of lead singer Scott Anderson made for an interesting and nuanced performance, although fully appreciating it takes some pretty good seats.

For fans farther back in the crowded bleacher setup of the Summerfest Rock Stage, this might have proven to be a visual setback, but guitarists James Black and Rick Jackett more than made up for Anderson's relative stillness as they stomped and shredded through the tracks on either side of the stage. Of the two, though, Jackett was the one to watch – he spent as much time spinning his guitar as he did playing it.

By the end of the show the band had run through seven of their newest album's 10 tracks, including their smash single "Living In A Dream." What really kept the show going, though, was the set's masterfully crafted lineup.

After getting the show started with three of the new tunes, the boys dipped back into their catalog to intersperse songs from their four other albums. Fan favorite "One Thing" made the list ('07 single "Paralyzer" capped off the two-song encore), but the set list also highlighted some of Finger Eleven's lesser-known tracks and even reached back to their first CD – 1998's "Tip" – for a killer rendition of "Quicksand" within a five-song block that spanned over a decade of the band's music.

With balance like that it's clear Finger Eleven has a lot of pride in what it does. The energy onstage was relentless, and while the crowd's intensity level seemed to wane slightly with the wide range of material, the band only strayed far enough to give fans the full experience.

The band's wild vibe exudes a passion that can be felt far beyond the last bleacher and never fails to draw the audience in to create an intimate and personal show in even the largest of venues. Though there were no covers (with the exception of a lick of the guitar intro to "Stairway To Heaven" that ushered in "One Thing"), seeing what essentially amounted to 13 years of Finger Eleven made for a refreshingly rare self-sustained show.