Re: Eerie silence

["Anthony J. Rzepela" <rzepelaa>]

David Baer wrote:
> 
> Well...? Doesn't anyone have anything to say about the show on Friday?
> (Or shouldn't I ask...?) 

For those interested in Patti's moods, she 
had on a _happy_ face throughout. She did some
great extended joking with the band when 
Tony Shanahan gave a premature rim-shot 
on a joke she was trying to tell. She talked
about not being able to fire the drummer, but 
when she discovered it was TS and not Jay Dee on 
drums, she changed her tune. :) 

Her energy seemed to give out just a teensy bit
midway through the second set, but she ended 
with great enthusiasm, mile-wide smiles, exuberant
victory dancing, and she threw in lots of
showbiz claptrap for good measure.  Sure, it 
may have been phoney, but I eat
that stuff up. :) It was totally believable.


Quick hits: 

* after the show, an offline companion who came
  up separately from Philly, and who knew nothing of any 
  speculation of a relationship between Ray and Smith, 
  asked me if they were seeing each other. 

* Another late show, ending 1:50ish instead of 1:15ish. 
  No Robert Hunter. 

* No "Death Singing" :(  :(   :( 

* Jackson was back. He played lead while Dreamy Tony Shanahan 
  sang "I Put a Spell On You" and a protective 
  security guy shielded PS from folks along the
  side of the stage. Jackson joined the band for 
  an encore of "R'n'R Nigger", in which she no longer sings 
  "Jimi Hendrix was a nigger." (that editing goes for 
  the version on Tuesday, also.) That makes me happy.

* Opened with reading "Piss Factory". She really does accumulate 
  a lot of spittle while reading. You could _hear_ it. I got the sense
  that she tried to avoid spitting since it gets such a gratuitous 
  round of applause and kind of breaks up the momentum. (It's only 
  saliva, yes? Why doesn't she just swallow? Why waste all those 
  bodlily fluids?) 

* A final, final encore with OR on feedback and PS on clarinet.

* A _complete_ Horses. Not the truncation from the alive in '95 
  tree, and certainly not any kind of experiment. I'm over folks
  who just want the hits from performers, but my shortcoming is
  that it's easy to forget just how overwhelming some of her 
  stuff can be. She finished this warhorse (no pun intended)
  and I thought to myself, "Of COURSE people want to hear that. Damn!"

Other impressions: 

Great company: anyone from this list. I know we all didn't meet
each other [boring proof snipped], but it got to the point where 
I was beginning to think you could count the offline folks on 
one hand. I _really_ had to work to get up to the Port Authority
on time Friday (me outside the cab: "Just PAY the man.") and 
as I was too-hurriedly saying goodbye to folks, I was shocked 
by the sheer number and *babel*ness of y'all.

[Warm glowy things snipped - syrup not good for your keyboard.]

Bad Company: Self-appointed PattiCult(tm) members. I'm no longer
into the down-and-front thing personally, but we got there by 
6 PM, and some SAPCMs who couldn't be bothered to show up
early decided it was their Duty to Patti
to cut in front of us en masse. If you think this is any different 
from scalping, you're seriously deluded. Lowpoint: the asshole who
pointed at us and said: "Who are _these_ people?" (We're people 
who got here before you, you fuck.) A word of warning: do NOT try
this stunt in Philly, because you AIN'T all that, and one of
Philly's few endearing charms is faith in fairness coupled
with interesting enforcement methods, and I KNOW one of
your ilk know what I'm talking about...   Hokay.