Mr. Brian wrote:Details?
I know some people at Other Music so I got in early, about the time he was doing soundcheck. He made the staff change the lighting (track lighting on the ceiling) because it was too bright for him (sound familiar?). This required a staffer to get on a 15' ladder and manually adjust each light bulb.
Once the audience was let in and he took the "stage", he demanded that all the lights be turned completely off. The only lighting at this point being that which came in from the street, as well as from the room behind the counter.
He started with Rescue, which took him about 15 minutes to get through. He would play a few chords then stop, and launch onto some tangent related to nothing in particular. This may have been charming at first, but soon it became clear that he was hammered (as usual?) and not making much sense.
Once he was done murdering Rescue, he played about 15-20 seconds of Villiers before stopping so he could be "funny" again.
The highlight (I use this term VERY loosely) was a shambolic version of Candleland which I'm surprised he finished. Next, another 10 minutes on why he hates Bloc Party, the Specials, Genesis, Yes, the Marx Brothers, etc., while proclaiming that he wants to be a comedian.
Another pearl of wisdom offered was his observation that (i'm paraphrasing) "I'm not being sexist, but women never invent anything, only men."
He kept referring to his sycophant seated next to him (why was he seated in a chair next to him while not performing? I have no idea) as Johnny Christ from Texas. Kept bringing it up like he thought that name was the funniest thing.
All this is interspersed with admonishing the crowd for any combination of singing, talking, moving, taking photos, whatever...
By this point we're approaching 45 minutes and have only heard 2 songs. The crowd nearest the door makes a merciful escape, but those not as fortunate are held hostage by fear of being called out by Mac - not everybody of course, some were eating it up.
Of course he mumbled about writing 2 of the greatest songs ever written. <yawn>
He started Start Again, which could've been great if he actually played it through, but more stop-start-stop-start bs. At this point my friends have had enough and frankly so have I, so we brave it and swiftly exit and head to a bar.
And lest you think i'm the only one who felt this way, here's some comments posted on Brooklyn Vegan.
Tonight was a waste of time. He barely made it through a song.
Posted by Anonymous | December 4, 2009 3:01 AM
Excuse me, but what was up with the Other Music show? Lame.
Posted by Anonymous | December 4, 2009 6:44 AM
it was strange.
Posted by Anonymous | December 4, 2009 7:03 AM
Last night was the worst show I've ever seen. I'm so glad I wasn't more of a fan.... these older ladies in the line outside went on for about 10 minutes how they've each seen Echo and the Bunnymen something like 20 times in the past 25 years. Last night must've broken their fucking hearts.
Posted by Anonymous | December 4, 2009 8:17 AM