
Instantly we were plunged into a concert that beggared belief with its ineptitude. Missed cues, knocked over mikestands, feedback, bass rumbles that made the air conditioning vents over the rear stalls rattle; it was clear that not everyone on stage had been to any rehearsals.
Having said all this there were some highlights. Grace Jones singing 'Trust In Me' was irresistible in her blow-up dress and horns, Pete Doherty singing 'Chim Chim Cheree' was surprisingly together (and knew the chords - respect). Nick Cave singing 'Hi Diddly Dee' was hilarious and David Thomas was constantly good value. Also seeing jarvis, Nick, pete and Shane McGowan howling like hounds on 'Home Sweet Home' was something to tell the grandkids.
The orchestra were fine, though the acoustics don't bode well for the future and the bloke on the saw was too ubiquitous. It was equal parts eye-popping and utterly embarassing. A misssed opportunity on every level.
A final note on the RFH: The bars may have been refurbished but the old carpet's still there. There are half-completed bits of stuff everywhere and they've still got far too few toilets. The bar staff on the upper levels were mind-blowingly slow and were also spotted later getting drinking water from the toilets. Nice. All in all it was hard to see what had changed that much. Some re-launch...
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Dying...he's certainly given up the ghost in the blogging world. Where's the guiding hand on popular culutre, we need you man! Can you save me from my desire to lock myself away with a jumbo box set of CSI Miami? Or would this be the best thing for my soul since Martin Luther got caught in the thunder storm. WE DEMAND MORE JONES (of course it might just be that S-E is draining him of his desire to write anything about from 'Chris Jones is blah, blah...'). Or maybe he's working on his magnum opus! How cool would that be.
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