I'm not going to faff about trying to do a write up of last night's gig (The Stooges at the Royal Festival Hall) when RoMo will soon have a detailed one that'll put any current rock journo's writing abilities to shame. All I'm going to mention are the following points: It was superb, the sound was incredible, the band played fantastically tight, I recognised more songs than I thought I would, brilliant atmosphere, original line-up from "back in the day" - with the exception of Mike Watt on bass (of The Minutemen and fIREHOUSE) who played with great enthusiasm, I loved hearing the original version of "I Feel Allright" for the first time live (great Chaos Jazz overtones in the chorus to the version I'm used to hearing), there was a stage invasion during "No Fun" encouraged by...*deep breath*...Iggy - a man who recently celebrated his 60th year on the planet; he stage-dived, he writhed all around the place all through the gig, his wriggling torso is a separate entity, what IS he on??? In short, if you weren't there, you missed a blinder.
Here's a pic of RoMo (below left) cavorting with Iggy at the backstage after show party. Last week it was Lemmy, next week it'll be Thijs van Leer from Dutch prog band Focus. Does this woman have no shame?
RoMo: "Aw go on Iggs, show me that belly dancing routine you do with your abs again...you're so much more muscular than Don Letts, ooohhh!"
RoMo: "Aw go on Iggs, show me that belly dancing routine you do with your abs again...you're so much more muscular than Don Letts, ooohhh!"
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Iggy looks happy in that pic. Romo seems to have him well in hand.
note to self: never go anywhere with ister if he has a camera
He was a bit sweaty but quite compliant all considering.
DH - Romo did a top job of making him "roll over and die".
Savvy - Why? What have you got to hide lifestyle wise?
RoMo - Not even the Iggster would dare argue with the Queen of Death Stares.
...so you mean that's *Iggy* rolling on the carpet with his hind legs akimbo...??
L.U.V. on ya,
Bob
p.s. they were still clearing the vom out of our box from the night before when we went to see JB. I do wish these rock oiks would find somewhere else to do their posturing and leave the RFH to *true* lovers of culture, like...
Sorry 'bout the puke Bob. RoMo just couldn't help herself *yet* *again* and now I have to buy myself another pair of Hush Puppies. I got that creepy feeling of deja vu when I was at The 100 club watching The Rutles. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
I see you've made your blog into an exclusive club? Is it only for members who live in the borough of Richmond or can riff-raff from Croydon join? I'd love to read your write up about JB. I promise not to take the piss...
...too much.
;-)
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