Those are all great, of course, but Bangs really kicked his prose into high gear after Jann Wenner fired him from the Stone for being “disrespectful to musicians.” He moved to Detroit Rock City and took over Creem. Since today marks the 26th anniversary of his death, we’re honoring his memory by providing links to a bunch of his classic pieces for Creem…
You can’t see everything, and with 130 bands over three days, you wouldn’t want to. I wasn’t very excited about this year’s lineup. In fact, there were less than 25 bands that I was even vaguely interested in, and that’s being liberal with my definition of “interested.” So there was no way that I could spend every waking hour for an entire weekend there. Not this year. Not for three whole days.
I devised a plan which I called “Hit it and quit it.” Get in, see some bands, and get out before I got bored or sunburned or too wasted. I ended up getting sunburned anyway. But I saw some great sets and had a few pleasant surprises, which is all you can really ask for.
Not really, of course. There’s a lot more you can ask for… like good sound and short beer lines, both of which were handled very professionally this year.
Finally. After months of neglect, those mean brats at Buddyhead came back with a giant, 6,000-word gossip update and simultaneously reintroduced the word “jive” into the lexicon as the ultimate pejorative. Welcome back, fucktards!
On Jesus and Mary Chain: “Well here’s the bummer part… Besides the Reid brothers openly admitting in the press that they’re still not on good terms with each other, and are only really doing the reunion for the dough, we’ve also heard that instead of going the obvious route and calling up Hope Sandoval to sing all the female vocal parts, William and Jim are letting Justin Timberlake’s slam piece, Scarlett Johansson, sing those songs. This is an obvious neglection of the very important “NO ACTORS ON STAGE” rule. Especially when said girl has a man voice, and was in Home Alone 3. If this rumor is true, and she does end up on stage with JAMC, Buddyhead will be rewarding anyone who can welcome that poser to rock n’ roll by tagging her with a cup of beer. We’re talking cash prizes here kids. Do us proud.”
Okay, people should be embarrassed that the Dave Clark Five were even finalists. Talk about also-rans. Jesus, if they’re going to induct every band that tried hard to sound exactly like the Beatles, the Hall of Fame is going to be even more meaningless than it is now. The Dave Clark Five? Come on!
And keep out the Stooges? Lame. Then again, look at all the inductees. Looks like they started scraping the bottom of the barrel around 2000…
It’s wild how anxious and insecure Watt is about working with his heroes: “I’m really looking to all these guys for direction cuz I don’t wanna fuck up and know in my mind I want it to be all about them w/me as far as removed as ego could be. obviously it’s about me be insecure but I also want ron to know I’ll play anything he wants to.”
Iggy Pop’s hilarious concert rider – 18 pages of rock and roll zaniness. “The Stooges do try to give their audience a great show, but I think there is nothing more soul-destroying than to see a band on stage surrounded by cameramen and their assistants scurrying about like sabre weilding hobbits.”