[Washington Post review that makes fun of Trent some.] Do I really even need to review this show? No. It was inconvenient, expensive, but most of all: AMAAAAAZING! One of the best shows I’ve ever seen!
remember CD longboxes? How many still have theirs?
I’ve been waiting to see Jane’s Addiction for about 20 yrs; I got into them during my freshmen year (1989-1990), when their 2nd album (Nothing’s Shocking) was out — before their first album was even available at record stores due to it’s poor circulation prior to their rise to popularity. Darren and Debbie met up with us, and of course a few other people I knew were there too.
Nine Inch Nails was really good — but we had to rush and listen to With Teeth and Year Zero over and over again for a month straight prior to the show. Meanwhile, we forgot to listen to The Slip, only listening to it for 2 hrs in the car on the way up to the show. So the Nine Inch Nails songs weren’t all instantly recognizable to us.
Still: It was amazing to hear Sin, March Of The Pigs, Something I Can Never Have, The Becoming, Burn, Gave Up, Wish, Survivalism, Dead Souls, The Hand That Feeds, Head Like A Hole, and even Hurt. Hurt is sooooo overplayed, and soooo lacking in energy or complexity — I could live without it. Yet Trent made the song touch me more than it has in years.
We did not enjoy 999,999, 1,000,000, Letting You, or Echoplex as much. And I could care less about La Mer. They also played Right Where It Belongs and The Way Out Is Through.
Jane’s Addiction was the highlight of the show for us — and the last band to play.
They played Three Days (which has always been too long for my attention span, but was amazing live), Whores (yes!), Ain’t No Right , Pigs In Zen (with improv different than the Nothing’s Shocking “some people…should die” improv OR the debut album’s “I just want to fuck!” improv), Then She Did…, Up The Beach, Mountain Song, Been Caught Stealing, Ocean Size (yes!), Ted, Just Admit It… (yes!), Summertime Rolls, Stop! (overplayed, but made me shake my body like a madman), 1% (yes!), and Jane Says.
Much like Nine Inch Nail’s “Hurt”, I’ve become tired of Jane Says due to it being overplayed, not complex (3 chords), and lacking the energy of the rest of the songs on the album. And like Nine Inch Nail’s Hurt, they played this song last, and made me realize just how much I like it again. Both bands pulled that off! I still would have preferred Chip Away, though.
Here are some links to setlist.fm, which hosts setlists with buttons that automatically load youtube videos for each song:
Unfortunately, Darren got the lens to his glasses moshed out. About 20 minutes later, Carolyn actually found it! Very scratched up, unfortunately.
fans look for Darren's glasses
And then there was that bitch…
Here’s Carolyn’s recount of the stupid bitch: “I was standing right up front in the second row and Clint was behind me? The rude girl came in from the left of me & Clint during the Jane’s Addiction set. All of a sudden, this girl comes over from the left of us and started shoving over on me.. I was like “WTF?” At first I thought a mosh pit was happening, but that girl kept pushing and pushing, and I was being shoved into the girl in front of me and the guy behind me… suddenly I was squeezed out to behind the guy who was next to me, and that girl TOTALLY YANKED MY SPOT!!! She was soooo rude! I was like bitching at her in her ear but I doubt she heard me. She’s lucky I’m not a violent person or she could have been punched… but then we might have been kicked out so that would have sucked.
Eventually, some people pushed from behind, so Clint pretended to be pushed harder than he was and squeezed her out and got her back. Then I got my spot back, and all was well. She kept putting her drink close to my boob after that, so I was like “Hmm, is she doing that on purpose?” Eventually she left, so good riddance! I was so pissed. I had never felt so angry in my life. I had to force myself to get over it and get back into the nice groove of Jane’s Addiction!
Oh yeah, I was hoping she would karmically get my gum that I dropped onto the floor there stuck to her shoe. But I had wrapped it in its wrapper so that probably didn’t happen.”
Don’t worry Carolyn. If she had taken your spot the rest of the concert, MY gum would have been in her hair at the end of the show [once getting kicked out was not a possibility]. I’m tired of stupid bitches shoving their way in to spaces we’ve staked out for 30 minutes. Last time that happened, I had to pour my drink on a bitch. That was epic, and ohh so satisfying. Especially when she spilled my drink on some girl’s girlfriend, and that girl got in her face, and then she got security, and security refused to kick us out.
And then there were the parking lot antics…
Funny story, some random guy was walking around selling t-shirts… Clint having decided that no shirt in history is worth $35 opted to not get a tour shirt. But for $10, why not?! He got one.
So there was a group of 4 people (3 guys and a tiny blonde chick) in the car next to ours. They were drinking and smoking pot, and we were waiting around for the parking lots to empty — sitting in a line full of cars is stupid. One of the guys bought a t-shirt… then like 5 minutes later, he was like, “What??? this is a sweatshirt!” He was like “What the fuck? I held it before I bought it! It was like some magic trick!!” He was bitching and moaning quite loudly about it. Clint went over and was like, “Let me see”, but just touched it to feel that it was a sweatshirt, and was like, “Yeah, that sucks. But still, these go for more than the t-shirts, so you could probably sell it on Ebay.”
These guys were bros.
So anyway, brohan was finally like, “I don’t want this damn sweatshirt, I’ll give it to you for $10″. Then he said 45. So Carolyn was like “Yeah, medium sweatshirt.. why the fuck not?” She gave Clint $5, and Clint paid the guy and gave Carolyn the sweatshirt. Clint was still kind of hanging around between the two cars, while Carolyn was relaxing in the passenger seat (Clint drove home).
At some point, the tiny blonde girl started hitting on Clint and getting closer and closer. With 3 other drunk and stoned bro dudes around, Clint simply backed up as he did not want any misunderstandings. At one point she was like, “I’ll bend you over!” Is this an offer for a spanking? I do like blondes….
Finally, Carolyn opened up the sweatshirt and was like, “This isn’t even a NIN/JA sweatshirt!!! It’s some dumb sweatshirt!” It said “Tattooed mom” on it. “That guy totally gypped me!”
Clint, however, wasn’t going to stand for that… He went back to the guy and then the girl (who was pretty drunk herself) was like, “Wait. She thought she was getting a Nine Inch Nails/Jane’s Addiction sweatshirt. This is just some random sweatshirt! Can I get my wife’s $5 back?” The guy was kind of a dick, basically like, “I don’t think so. I got ripped off and I’m just passing it on.” “Pay it forward, right?”, Clint sarcastically replied. At the time, he realized $5 was not worth fighting over, but was planning on finding a big rock and pelting their [much nicer than ours] vehicle with it on the way out. Do belligerant marijuana-carrying drunk kids going to convince the cops to arrest anyone but themselves? Quite unlikely.
Around this point, the blonde was in Clint’s face, going, “C’mon! Let’s go! Blow for blow!” Apparently she’d gone from hitting on him [in front of her boyfriend?] to wanting to fight him.
Anyway, the bro dude wasn’t completely unfriendly, other than being completely willing to screw someone out of $5 to pass off 50% of his $10 screwage. He had also walked around the parking lot for 10 minutes earlier, looking to start a fight with the guy who ripped him off. He asked to see the sweatshirt anyway, just so he could find out what it really was. He opens it up: “Tatooed Mom?!? What the fuck?!?! Tattooed Mom???“
“Yeah, it sucks!”, I agreed.
“WTF? That’s my shirt!” It turns out that this sweatshirt was the crazy little blonde’s shirt, and the shirt the guy bought was in the car all along… No wonder he called it a “magic trick” earlier. He gave crazy blonde her shirt back. Clint then asked for his $5 back, and finally he gave it to him and Clint gave it back to Carolyn and said something to the effect of “see what happens? If you’re not interested in buying something, don’t buy it just because someone’s offering it.”
That chick was funny too.. When Clint went up to them to talk, she was almost hitting on him ….then she got somewhat belligerent when Clint was trying to get the $5 back.. The guy was nice about it, but the girl was like, “Don’t start with me!”
…And then at the end when Clint had the $5 and she had her sweatshirt, she was like, “Nice tryyyyy, bro… Nice tryyyyyy! You almost pulled it off! Nice tryyy, bro!”, as if we were the ones trying to pull shit. She was trashed.
Then she got behind the wheel of this SUV, which was all but 2 feet from the back of Carolyn’s car. Not wanting to get hit, I started to rapidly get in the car and put the keys in. Then they had to physically pull her out of the driver’s seat.. This process took at least 2 minutes. Once she wasn’t in the seat, I went back to relaxing. We don’t leave until the parking lot is completely empty and there are no delays. We breezed out of there with 0 traffic whatsoever merely by waiting 30 minutes. 90% of people sat in line for those 30 minutes! To quote Sex Pistols, “Blind acceptance is a sign… of stupid fools who stand in line.”
Anyway, the people introduced themselves to us… We sat on the side of our car laughing our asses off… Shook hands… Said, “This is funny.. We’re never going to forget this crazy shit!”, and all-in-all it worked out.
But we almost had to pay for someone else’s stupidity. A tattooed mom sweatshirt is the last thing we want, as we have no intention of being either of those things.
My collected pictures from this show start HERE, or simply click through any of the pictures here. I didn’t take any of them, but got permission to repost them, and processed them to look better with photoshop.
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