One of my favorite bands ever is The Jesus and Mary Chain. Their style, lyrics, innovative primitiveness, and energy made we want to play music all over again after the first 15 years. We went to see them last night at a club one tube stop from our neighborhood. It was great to see a band that I've idolized for so long. It was also great to see them with Reba, because she and I used to listen to "Automatic" a lot when we were first dating.
However, they sucked live. Even though a second year guitarist could probably play their unbelievably simple guitar parts, their lead guitarist William Reid was obviously too stoned to remember or execute his own parts that he wrote and has been playing for 20 years. Maybe it would have been easier if he wasn't wearing sunglasses in a dark club, or if there wasn't such a powerful smoke machine onstage, or if he did something radical like actually practice the guitar parts he wrote. Who knows, but he managed to miss guitar lines, play the wrong chords, and prematurely stop songs... all while trying to play material with a complexity level akin to Kum-bye-ya. I suppose in a way it's ok since they are one of those sloppy arty noise lo fi pop type of acts, the kind that are fun to watch fall apart on stage.
We left early anyway.
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