(All Photos by Geoffrey Dicker)
I have said it many times before – and I am saying it again right now – that I would rather listen to Motley Crue songs like “Dr. Feelgood” or “Shout at the Devil” one hundred million billion times than be forced to listen to the majority of today’s shitty, modern alternative trash rock for fifteen seconds. Because, here’s the thing, Motley Crue – undeniable walking punch lines that they are – are nevertheless a bonafide gang of dangerous, ex-drug addict rock stars from an old school of Rock with a Capital R that, really, does not exist anymore. And for this, I worship them openly.
Watching Motley Crue play live is like driving a Ferrari at 100 miles an hour or having endlessly orgasmic sex with the hottest partner imaginable (me: Gael Garcia Bernal). NONE of these emo/screamo “Mommy didn’t love me” bullshit bands get me off at all. None of them have the balls of a Rock God like Nikki Sixx, who is one of the most original, charismatic figures in rock music since John Lennon. None of these new “excuses for musicians” have any rock star cache. And man, I miss that more than you could even imagine.
Today’s pop music sounds like it came from a can, and 90% of these young bands are just a bunch of whiney brats with guitars who aspire to sound like The All American Rejects (worst band ever) because that’s what the little emo kids are downloading from iTunes. Geesus god, when did rock music get so fucking lame? You can keep Panic at the Disco and The Academy Is and I’ll just curl up with Girls Girls Girls and my copy of The Dirt and be just fine, thank you.
I had a fucking blast last night and so did my plus one, Geoffrey, who I brought along with me since he had never seen The Crue before. I figured he’d appreciate their deal, as he is the only gay guy I have ever met whose favorite band is The Doors. Geoffrey knows his shit when it comes to what rocks and what does not rock. I have very few issues with Motley Crue as people, their showmanship or their set list. They played all the hits you could want to hear as a 20-year fan and very few songs from their new CD, which I do not know. Their stage set was awesome. They had so many explosions and bright lights and shiny visual distractions that I’m still deaf and seeing trails. Mick Mars can play his ass off despite being practically turned into a living statue from ankylosing spondylitis (look it up) and both Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee have life-long “Get Out of Jail Free” cards as far as I’m concerned. But…I have an issue with Vince Neil. Please allow me to share.
Before their set even started (and remember that we had to sit through three opening acts, all of which – thank Christ – were at least pretty decent in the “ability to rock” department), Geoffrey and I were taking bets about whether or not Vince Neil would be fat. “I bet he’s fat,” said Geoffrey. “I bet he’s fat, too,” I admitted. So you can see there was no real betting going on there, since neither one of us had any faith in Neil’s ability to stay away from the pork rinds. But – surprise – Vince is not only slender-ish, but looking quite fit these days. He was full of energy as he danced and pranced about the stage in a manner that immediately brought to mind Billy Squire’s performance in the video for “Rock Me Tonight.”
But the gigantic bone I have to pick with Vince concerns his unwillingness/inability to sing any Motley Crue song all the way through from beginning to end without taking a hundred breaks in between. Basically, he sings about every third or forth word and leaves it up to the audience to fill in the gaps. WTF? He has been doing this for about ten years and it makes me want to smash him in the face. Vince, dude, get a little bit friendly with reality here: nobody in Madison Square Garden last night paid $90 for their ticket so they could hear the drunk guy next to them sing the chorus to “Kick start my heart.” I mean, that’s the pay off! If you just sing every other word to the verses and then hand off the mike to the audience to sing the chorus – like a lame, douche bag jagoff – that’s completely unacceptable! I refuse to pretend that we should not call shenanigans on you for this heinous, repeated transgression! I would rather have Vince LIP SYNC the fucking songs then just not sing. Nikki Sixx must agonize over a desire to kick your not-that-fat ass out of the band for how you butcher his music. Fuck you, Vince Neil for not singing the songs!
Thank you for reading, and please continue to rock.
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Couldn’t agree more!!! Thanks again for a fabulous evening!
The best part of the 3 opening acts: The chicken fingers and fries!
I whole heartedly agree with you. I swear, I think Vince blew his voice out the day he finished Dr. Feelgood. He has not been able to hold a note since. So now he has everyone else sing the hard parts of the Crue’s songs. Unfortunately some of the best vocals since Dr. Feelgood were done by John Corabi. Only unfortunate in my mind because it did not last beyond one album. If this collaboration had continued I feel that the Crue would have continued to grow musically. John, however, was perceived by many fans as an outsider that did not belong. Maybe not nearly as tragic as Gary Cherone joining Van Halen, but nonetheless it was a square peg in a round whole. But hell, I’ll take the first 3 or 4 Crue albums and listen to them again and again. You are right on the mark Gail!
The only new band I have really enjoyed lately was Ghoultown. Saw them live at a convention in October. Think Danzig meets The Reverend Horton Heat, with some Tito & Tarantula thrown in. Check them out. They are definitely not caned prepackaged pop. http://www.ghoultown.com
You had me at “douchebag jagoff”. 🙂
You’re right on the money. About everything. Mick and Nikki played their asses off, Tommy was kickin’ it, and Vince was Vince. I’ve only seen them twice now, so I don’t really have anything to compare it to as far as past performances go, but he definitely does avoid hard vocals!
The new album is actually pretty good! It destroys New Tattoo, which in my opinion is their worst album of all. I was really shocked by how much I liked the new songs AND that I’m actually still listening to it!
Thanks for the post -great read!
New Motley Crue Photos – http://msg.com/photos/motley-crue-live-at-the-garden/ – The Garden NYC – this night was awesome