Melkweg,
Amsterdam, Netherlands 20/01/96
Supported by Die Anarchistische Abendunterhaltung
by MARIA TECHNOSUX
Supported by Die Anarchistische Abendunterhaltung
by MARIA TECHNOSUX
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Melkweg,
Amsterdam, Netherlands 20/01/96
Supported by Die Anarchistische Abendunterhaltung by MARIA TECHNOSUX
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Two months after their first Melkweg show, the Doggies were back in town, this time in the big Max-hall. It was the first time I saw a band playing there. The Max has a capacity of 2000, but it looks smaller than Paradiso, mainly because of the lower ceiling. It wasn't sold out (again) but the hall did look quite packed. Support-act: Die Anarchistische Abendunterhaltung. The first time I heard them was on the second dEUS single for Suds n'Soda. They did a cover-version of that song, where they also incorporated one of their drieslagstelsels. And I thought it was terrible, total crap! I really hated them for fucking up the dEUS-song. But, a few months later I heard them again on the radio, when they did the Crossing Border festival. And guess what: I was blown away! This was so unusual, but brilliant! I had my mouth hanging open. That also happened at the Max-show. I would have never liste ned, if it wasn't for the dEUS-connection (yes! I do confess that!) But I feel very lucky that I have seen this. They are so interesting and special. Listening and watching them is an adventure. "Wir sind die Anarchistische Abendunterhaltung!" yelled the violin-player. "Wir machen Musik und irh h=F6rt!"=20 At the beginning of the show, he said: "We do hope that you'll find this a bit pleasant." You bet your ass we did! The boys behind me said: "Wow! With such a great opening-act, I really wonder how Moondog Jr are going to sound." The whole crowd was really into the Anarchists. After their gig, they came back for an encore! It was the first time I saw the support-band do an encore. They played their own version of Jintro & The Great Luna. I didn't realize this at first, but after a while Mr. Stef appeared on stage, with his red shoes, baggy trousers, and fag. He walked up to the mic and sang the best version of JATGL I have ever heard! A bit later, Tom joined Stef and played some organ + did some backing vocals. Moondog Jr played this song during their own set too. But their version sucked, compared to the DAA-versi on. Remember what I just said about DAA fucking up a dEUS- song? Well, it kinda works the other way around too, with the Moondog Jr song! Moondog Jr walked on stage at 23:15 and off at 0:30. Before this gig, they were playing some chaotic classical music. My mother (she was in the pit again!) really liked this and asked the DJ what it was. He said that it was Yma Sumae from the cd "Voice of Xtabay and other exotic delights". He said that Moondog Jr had requested this music. (But I don't believe that, actually!) Just before the Doggies went on, they were playing Pavement - Stop Breathing and PJ Harvey - C'mon Billy. Everybody was singing along. But the music went out cuz it was time for the main-act. The Moondog-Jr stage-setting looked like Sheryl Crow unplug ged, without the couch. There were many lamps and even X-mas lights around the bass-drum. Tomas, the upright-bass player had a big chair in which he laid back very relaxedly. He played his bass in this position the rest of the night. The songs they played
were: "Goedenavond! Hallo!"
said Stef in the mic. Nobody responded. "Hallo?!" he asked desperately.
People started laughing, so mebody yelled "JOEPIE!!!" "We are Moondog
Jr" he said "We are very happy that you're here." Two little bitches at the front of me were nagging at me and my friend Ann, who was with me. They said that we were : "Typical irritant Amsterdam-chicks". This got worse during Shall I Let This Good Man In. When Stef was singing this song, I yelled: "Painful!" because the lyrics bring a very painful image to my mind. One of the bitches turned around and told me to shut up! I refused. She said I should whisper. I said: the music's too loud for whis pering. She turned around and said nothing else to me. I was really pissed off and wanted to tell her that the whole room was talking and shouting at the band. And they didn't mind! This is what we call interaction between band and crowd. Anyway, these bitches were talking themselves, saying stupid things like: "I have kissed Benjamin(the= sax-player)" and: "There are too many girls in the room and not enough boys!" I acted as if I was going to blow her brains out. Stef saw my gesture and looked at us with a lot of disapproval. And what was the bitch's reaction to this? She said: "I shall explain it all to Stef." Well, fuck you very much bitch for exposing your cock-and-bull story to the band. AND I SHALL NOT= STOP! A-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!=20 Anyway, back to the band: Stef had many different attributes on stage, which he was using to make the show more interesting to look at. It's al ways nice when bands keep the visual aspect of their show in mind. For example: he had one of those bells that cows wear around their neck. He was stirring a drumstick into the bell as if he was a magician making some crazy cocktail. During the Jazz-session (which was about 10 min of laid-back jazz-improvisation) all the lights were dimmed and Stef was going around the stage with a flashlight. Sometimes he was pointing it at the band-members. When he did that, everyone applauded. After he did all the other members, he shone his own face. This time, the applause was louder ;-) He then gave the flashlight to Benjamin, who pointed it at the crowd on the balcony. This was so sudden, the light was almost blinding. Benjamin was grinning wickedly at this ;-) Stef also had something that looked like a dog's bone made out of iron. He held this infront of his eyes during The Ri cochet. I took pictures of this, but they were too dark to come out. Or maybe it was Magic Stef who cursed my photocamera during Shall I Let This Good Man In. Heh-heh, spooky stuff! That Jazz-session was so unexpected! this show was generaly much more experimental and a bigger surprise than my first show. It was so much better! I wasn't expecting it, cuz the night before the Max, the Doggies were at Bazar Curieux. I thought they'd be too tired to give a good gig. But there wasn't a single sparkle of tiredness. Stef was doing his spa tic dancing all the time. I wonder where he gets all that energy from. (-maybe with the help of certain "stuff"?:-X)=20 His staying-power is truly astonishing! In the middle of the show, Stef yelled: "Moondog Jr merchan dise!" He then threw two T-shirts into the crowd: the new de sighn (=3Dthe face with the watches around it) and the old one, which was caught by the little bitch (Oh no! I'm NOT jealous!) The moment the band left the stage, the people at the left side of the stage went totally crackers! They started jumping up and down, waving their arms and singing:=20 "Tara-rara-r=E1! Ta-ta-ta!"=20 What the hell was going on there? Suddently , a blue light went on backstage. We could hear the same sound comming from that blue spot. It got louder and louder. And suddently Moondog Jr appeared together with DAA. And they started marching thru the audience, playing that tune in the meantime (later on I found out that this is from a song called Spike Smith's For All Lost Goods) This was fantastic! I had never seen an opening-band and a main- act play together during the encore! Basiccaly, there seemed to be no hassle about "main" and "support" band. Both bands were equally important, and they were treating eachother that way too. This may be different from the average presen tation, where main and support have nothing to do whatsoever with eachother, but this was much better and great entetain ment. This was true "Anarchic Evening-Entertainment" avant la lettre. And very, very satisfying! |
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