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Post by elnoodle the reasonable on Mar 20, 2021 1:20:30 GMT
Share your shiters. And no cunts you saw down the pub, keep it to cunts we've heard of.
My top 3 in reverse order:
3. The Lemonheads. This was just a few years ago and I was massively looking forward to seeing one of the best bands of the 90s but fuck me it was dreadful. Unrehearsed? It was as if Evan Dando had just met the band on the night and this was their first practice session. The cunts had a cheek charging us. Utter fiasco.
2. Saxon. Splitting 1 and 2 was difficult. 1981, Glasgow Apollo. The music was just shite, but the worst bit was when the wee Bobby Ball guitarist cunt went to side of stage and swapped his guitar for one without strings or electrics to smash up. It was loaded with flash bombs which didn't go off when they were meant to so he would whack it off the stage then 5 seconds later the flash would go off. Shite heavy metal pantomime.
1. Status Quo. It was Reading '87 and they were coked off their tits. How do you successfully make a cunt of 3 fucking chords? Nothing more than a poundshop Chas'n'Dave.
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Post by spentcase on Mar 20, 2021 7:42:51 GMT
Crash Test Dummies. T in the Park '94. Once they'd done mmmm mmmm, there was a sudden and horrifying epiphany that the rest of their songs were AIDS.
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Post by philthewindsurfer on Mar 20, 2021 8:41:56 GMT
Back in the early 80s when you didnt need any talent to get into the charts there was a singer called Tracey who mimed her whole performance when our students union booked her for a Friday night concert. She was a one hit wonder, and that wonder was why that song was a hit. The people on the entertainments committee got some stick for that one.
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Post by pantah on Mar 20, 2021 8:50:21 GMT
Two gigs immediately spring to mind. Van Morrison, mid eighties at the Usher Hall, Edinburgh. I made the stupid mistake of going because my girlfriend was a fan, I liked some of his stuff but I probably thought there was a guarantee I’d be on a winner with my bird. Seriously don’t understand my logic back then.
The cunt came on, silently as the lights were dimmed for effect, never uttered a word, then they kicked off with drudge after shitey drudge, the fat Irish cunt loving himself so much i wondered if he actually had ever seen his own reflection. His band were clearly competent and he could sing mostly in tune but every song was 10 to 15 minutes of incessant wailing. I dreaded the impending encore, the audience unbelievably baying for more. In between songs not a word was uttered, such was the arrogance of the man they called van. Finally it finished, i was finished, he spoke for the first time introducing his band and lastly a big hand for Van Morrison. The arrogant fat fuck.
The bird weirdly loved it and I got my hole but it was a major sacrifice I can tell you.
The other one was Hawkwind, same era, quarter full hall, band tripping off their nuts and the singer dangerously waving an actual scimitar about his head. Total shite.
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Post by mekon on Mar 20, 2021 9:03:09 GMT
Christmas on earth thrash festival in Leeds. Headlined by megadeth. It was in what was basically an old train warehouse, had horrendous acoustics and WAS THE LOUDEST GIG I'VE EVER SUFFERED!!!
It was literally sonic torture, so much so I went to the toilet to get bog papers to stuff in my ears. I also got trampled on in the mosh pit and some fat bloke dived off the speaker stack onto everyone.
I remember Megadeth doing some songs of So far, so good, so what which hadn't come out yet and also Kreator and Raven.
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Post by elnoodle the reasonable on Mar 20, 2021 16:04:19 GMT
Crash Test Dummies. T in the Park '94. Once they'd done mmmm mmmm, there was a sudden and horrifying epiphany that the rest of their songs were AIDS. I was there. The line up that weekend was outstanding and I have zero recollection of any of it apart from hearing a decent tip that an upcoming band called Oasis was playing in the tent but when we got there it was fucking rammed and we couldn't get in. |
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Post by elnoodle the reasonable on Mar 20, 2021 16:07:25 GMT
Back in the early 80s when you didnt need any talent to get into the charts there was a singer called Tracey who mimed her whole performance when our students union booked her for a Friday night concert. She was a one hit wonder, and that wonder was why that song was a hit. The people on the entertainments committee got some stick for that one. I mind being on the Ents committee in the mid 80s. We booked an unknown band called Wet Wet Wet and they were Shite Shite Shite. |
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Post by elnoodle the reasonable on Mar 20, 2021 16:12:12 GMT
The other one was Hawkwind, same era, quarter full hall, band tripping off their nuts and the singer dangerously waving an actual scimitar about his head. Total shite. Saw Hawkwind for the first time at Doune the Rabbit Hole 2 years ago and they were a massive disappointment. Pulled a couple of bangers out the bag towards the end of the set but they're definitely not a mid-afternoon band. |
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Post by neilf on Mar 20, 2021 17:22:26 GMT
Any band playing at The Arena, NEC; the acoustics are awful. The last time I went was to see Metallica during their Death Magnetic tour and they sounded flat.
The worst "gig" ever was Judge Jules on the opening night of The Lighthouse Club in Malvern. As a fellow DJ, I was not impressed; galloping horses everywhere and you could tell that he wanted to be somewhere else. God knows how much the club paid to have him headline the night, but it wasn't worth it.
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Post by spentcase on Mar 20, 2021 18:31:13 GMT
Crash Test Dummies. T in the Park '94. Once they'd done mmmm mmmm, there was a sudden and horrifying epiphany that the rest of their songs were AIDS. I was there. The line up that weekend was outstanding and I have zero recollection of any of it apart from hearing a decent tip that an upcoming band called Oasis was playing in the tent but when we got there it was fucking rammed and we couldn't get in. I went there for Rage against the machine and Cypress Hill who were ace. I also saw a flash of Bjork's white shreddies, which gave me wood for about a week. |
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Post by Eddie The Bastard on Mar 20, 2021 18:51:09 GMT
Associates of mine went to see Dexy's in Brighton after their conversion from horn to string. They said it was terrible. No atmosphere with the band wandering off stage between songs. That's what dropping donkey jackets for espadrilles does for you I guess.
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Post by beefus on Mar 20, 2021 18:51:33 GMT
Thompson Twins supporting Bowie at Murrayfield in 1983.....shite.
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Post by elnoodle the reasonable on Mar 20, 2021 19:28:09 GMT
I was there. The line up that weekend was outstanding and I have zero recollection of any of it apart from hearing a decent tip that an upcoming band called Oasis was playing in the tent but when we got there it was fucking rammed and we couldn't get in. I went there for Rage against the machine and Cypress Hill who were ace. I also saw a flash of Bjork's white shreddies, which gave me wood for about a week. Yeah well my only other memory of that weekend was missing Rage because I was in the tent having a barney with the missus. I fucking kick myself every time I look at the lineup that weekend because I can honestly remember seeing no cunt. Although in my defense I was smoking myself into a coma on a daily basis in those days. |
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Post by Diego the toe clipper on Mar 20, 2021 20:32:34 GMT
I saw Beck in Madrid. I think he was pissed or off his head or something. Either way, he wasn't fit to be entertaining a public and a big disappointment.
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Post by armstrongracer on Mar 21, 2021 13:05:08 GMT
Whitesnake! utter shite. In my defence only went cos it was a mates 21st.
+1 on Tompson Twins. Not helped by seeing the infamous Stiff Railway tour at same venue a few days before.
Festivals can lock you in to seeing rubbish. A very pissed Lilly Allen springs to mind but she was in the middle of DJ Shaddow & Chemical Brothers and we found a good place so didnt want to move.
Old bands on a pension run rarely deliver. Stranglers without Hugh were macho pants, recent exception to this was Ride who supported a very average Cure. They did an absolute storming set.
Best and worst in same gig was Arab Strap in 2006. It was their break-up tour Aidan Moffat was pissed and barely looked at Malcolm Middleton all gig, they were chaotic & shite. Somehow it clicked on second last song, that nights rendition of "New Birds" was one of my finest live experiences.
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