"When I was a much younger man I knew an equally young woman who though the sun rose and set on this ‘artist'.
She found out he was playing in Cedar Rapids Iowa one February day back in the early 70's. Promises were made {that are yet to be fulfilled} if only I would take her to see him. I sold my '66 Mustang notchback sedan to pay for the trip, get the tickets, and a motel room.
As we left beautiful northwest Wisconsin the weather started to worsen. By the time we got to Cedar Rapids it was a full fledged blizzard. I thought for sure the show would be cancelled. It was not. We went into the nearly empty civic center and listened to what ever local band they had open. They sucked. Eventually after the local talent had miserably played everything in their repertory Joe was helped to the stage.
You could tell he was under the influence of something. His band on stage all looked pretty well disgusted and for good reason.
He started out with ‘She came in through the bathroom window' made it part way through lost where he was started again then threw up and passed out in his own vomit right there in the middle of the stage.
His band left him there. There were many Boo's. Some from his band.
Eventually someone helped him off stage. The management came out and said there would be no refunds.
The local band came out again and started to play the same stuff they had already done and everyone left.
We got to our room and my date was very disappointed so naturally she decided to drink all the beer and booze we brought along. There were some other mind altering substances in her purse so she consumed them too.
After she passed out it wasn't much fun anymore so I just went to sleep in the other bed and left her alone. She would not have noticed or enjoyed my affections anyway.
It was well afternoon before she could do anything but mimic her idol‘s most recent stage performance.
Eventually the motel manager called and told us that we either had to leave or pay for another day. I had to work the next day so we left.
Ever travel with a woman who has to stop and puke on every stop sign and telephone pole on a 300 mile trip?
Not a real good time.
I despise the man to this day.
Whenever I hear one of his 'songs' all I can think of is him blowing lunch all over the stage."
Summed up perfectly. I, too, wish they would bring back the funk.
However, standing on its own and not in comparison to their ealrier, better stuff, I still give "Scar Tissue" a 7.
Rick Rubin convinced the Peppers they could so ballads and now they can't stop.
She found out he was playing in Cedar Rapids Iowa one February day back in the early 70's. Promises were made {that are yet to be fulfilled} if only I would take her to see him. I sold my '66 Mustang notchback sedan to pay for the trip, get the tickets, and a motel room.
As we left beautiful northwest Wisconsin the weather started to worsen. By the time we got to Cedar Rapids it was a full fledged blizzard. I thought for sure the show would be cancelled. It was not. We went into the nearly empty civic center and listened to what ever local band they had open. They sucked. Eventually after the local talent had miserably played everything in their repertory Joe was helped to the stage.
You could tell he was under the influence of something. His band on stage all looked pretty well disgusted and for good reason.
He started out with ‘She came in through the bathroom window' made it part way through lost where he was started again then threw up and passed out in his own vomit right there in the middle of the stage.
His band left him there. There were many Boo's. Some from his band.
Eventually someone helped him off stage.
The management came out and said there would be no refunds.
The local band came out again and started to play the same stuff they had already done and everyone left.
We got to our room and my date was very disappointed so naturally she decided to drink all the beer and booze we brought along. There were some other mind altering substances in her purse so she consumed them too.
After she passed out it wasn't much fun anymore so I just went to sleep in the other bed and left her alone. She would not have noticed or enjoyed my affections anyway.
It was well afternoon before she could do anything but mimic her idol‘s most recent stage performance.
Eventually the motel manager called and told us that we either had to leave or pay for another day. I had to work the next day so we left.
Ever travel with a woman who has to stop and puke on every stop sign and telephone pole on a 300 mile trip?
Not a real good time.
I despise the man to this day.
Whenever I hear one of his 'songs' all I can think of is him blowing lunch all over the stage."
----from another Cocker thread
To add to this— if you WANT to get Arcade Fire— see them live. That will seal the deal. Amazing.
Austin City Limits is the best I do so far. I hope they come to Saint Louis soon!