Casbah, San Diego, CA
Echo, Los Angeles, CA
(doors 6:30 p.m.; advance tickets, $17+fees, available
San Francisco, CA ($21 adv., doors 8 p.m.)
Pan, Portland, OR ($13 adv., $15 door)
Avenue, Minneapolis, MN ($10 adv., $12 door, doors 6 p.m.)
Bottle, Chicago, IL ($18, doors 10 p.m.)
Bottle, Chicago, IL ($18, doors 10 p.m.)
Stick, Detroit, MI ($15 adv., $17 door, doors 9 p.m.)
Ballroom, Cleveland, OH ($15 adv., $17 door, doors 9 p.m.)
reports for the above gigs are on the July
1 Fall News.
Palace, Toronto, ON
Campus, Montreal, QC
East, Cambridge, MA ($15, doors 8 p.m.)
Factory, New York, NY ($18 adv., $20 door, doors 8:30 p.m.)
Factory, New York, NY ($18 adv., $20 door, doors 8:30 p.m.)
of Living Arts, Philadelphia, PA
Cat, Washington, DC ($15 adv., doors 8:30)
Cradle, Carrboro, NC ($13 adv., $15 door, doors 8:30 p.m.)
Lounge, Atlanta, GA ($15, doors 9 p.m.)
Parish at the House of Blues, New Orleans, LA ($12, doors 8 p.m.)
Night Club, Houston, TX (doors 8 p.m.)
from the Numbers Night Club to Mary
Jane's Fat Cat at the last minute.
Austin, TX ($11.75 adv., tix available
Tea Room, Dallas, TX ($12 adv., doors 8 p.m.)
do Porto, Porto, Portugal (20 euros, doors 8 p.m., Fall on stage
Cultural de Belém, Lisbon, Portugal (20 euros, doors 8
p.m., Fall on stage 10 p.m.)
I had a chat
with Adam Elfin, the Fall's new manager. He says there's
still no release date for Country on the Click, but he hopes it'll be
out by late September (although October is not out of the question). He's
planning a UK/European tour to promote the album when it comes out (thus
the move of the Portugal dates from late July to late September), and
there's a possibility of dates in Australia, New Zealand, and Japan, as
well more US gigs next year.
kindly sent in a Quicktime clip
of Telephone Thing from the San Francisco gig.
Bob sent in some photos
of the first Empty Bottle gig.
Not exactly Fall news,
but here's someone's take on the Bush-Blair
press conference yesterday.
US tour reports
(June 19 - July 1 reports are on the July 1, 2003
5 - Middle East Downstairs, Cambridge:
some photos from stage right.
played: PPP intro tape / Behind the Counter / Telephone Thing
/ Green-Eyed Loco Man / And Therein / Mere Pseud Mag Ed / Contraflow /
F-'Oldin' Money > Kick the Can / Touch Sensitive / Last Commands of
XYRALOTHEP via M.E.S. (aka Locus) / Sparta FC / Mr. Pharmacist / Janet
vs. Johnny / Way Round / Big New Prinz // White Lightning / Dr. Buck's
Letter (with Cuz'n Roy on washboard) // Bourgeois Town
having mark for
your vocalist seems a lot like what it must be like to have your cat
for a lead vocalist - when he does something cool - well, cool. otherwise,
you're just there going "c'mon, do something dammit"
t-shirts, very nice
ones, available in a variety of sizes. i'm sure the stock of them will
be traded for cigarettes on the jersey turnpike and there will be none
for sale in NY.
set list - way round made an appearance.
dr. buck's the highlight
strangely excellent show in Cambridge tonight. Full house at the Middle
East, and a very diverse crowd of young and old.
The Roger Sisters
were great, perhaps even more fun then they are on record. They played
some good new songs too. I wish they would've played longer though -
it seemed like they were only on the stage for 20 minutes.
The Fall opened
with decent versions Behind the Counter and Telephone Thing, then launched
into an awesome, hypnotic version of Loco Man. Then things got weird
(aka Fall-esque). Mark dropped the microphone into the bass drum in
the middle of Mere Psued Mag Ed and started using another mic. Then
in the end of the song he walked off stage while the band kept playing
the main riff over and over. They band then played Contraflow for about
3 minutes before MES walks back out but can't find his microphone. Starts
yelling at the audience before Ben starts pointing back to the bass
drum where he left it.
The F'olding Money
/ Kick the Can medley was rather good, with Mark handing off the mic
to Eleanor and Ben at random times to sing the "Kick the Can"
backing vocal part. I was a bit distracted, as this really angry looking
kid with a cigarette was pushing his way to the front and purposely
pushing everyone and all. And then this other taller guy manicly rushes
to the front when "Kick the Can" starts and also starts to
push everyone over. A bouncer had to hold him back from attacking these
people in the front. I have no idea what his deal was.
Back to the show
- MES definitely enjoying himself although probably a bit drunk. The
crowd was extremely receptive to him and Eleanor as well. Never would
I think to see girls waving their arms back and forth to "Mr Pharmacist"......
was fun, even if it was pretty messy, and they must of played "Way
Round" for about 7 minutes with Mark repeating "Can't find
my way" 100 times. MES curled to the floor with his back to the
crowd for "Xralothep" and "Janet & Johnny".
Very intense, lengthy readings though, with lots of new lyrics.
End of the show
was highlighted by Mark fucking with the volume on Ben's amp a lot and
walking off the stage for a second time. While waiting for the first
encore, they played a studio version of "Contraflow" on the
PA which almost sounded like a remix - there were parts where it was
just Mark singing over drums.
As for the encore,
White Lightening was excellent with Eleanor and Mark really getting
into the "White Lightening!" shout and "Dr Bucks Letter"
reached hypnotic perfection slop. Amazingly, the crowd made enough noise
for the band to come back for a 2nd encore.
There was a tshirt
for sale - has a very Code Selfishish picture of a skyline with "The
Fall" written upside down. The record is out in September said
the Merch guy.
the message board):
empty (50-75) for Rogers Sisters who were fine opener, with echoes and
tunings of B-52's, Wire, Devo, Shonen Knife and every stripped-down
60s garage/Nuggets band.
For the Fall, capacity
of 575 unlikely, but seemed like 400-450 to me tonight, as I've seen
many shows with patrons sardined in this club. Keyboards and vocals
by Elenor were fine. Good gig but not great because crowd didn't know
lyrics or dance much. Mark seemed underwhelmed and a bit disappointed
audience wasn't singing along, but was a good sport almost posing for
pictures and playful.
Songs below in no
particular order, as I'm unfamiliar with newest lyrics and it's late.
Very likely this setlist will end up very similar to the others this
tour, but hearing Touch Sensitive was unexpected surprise. I mouthed
Antidotes to Mark as he was scanning crowd looking for anyone singing
along. Microphone passed into crowd during second encore. Female audience
member sang along or made up lyrics (fine) before scatting, which seemed
to annoy band/Mark because they soon ended song and didn't return. I
took a few photos but it'll be a while before develop and scan.
'Panda! Pander! Panzer!' plays as intro, ???, Telephone Thing, Green
Eyed Loco Man, F'oldin Money/Kick The Can, Big New Prinz (Mark kept
saying "He..is...not...fuckin'...", but audience didn't yell
"Appreciated"), And Therein, Mr. Pharmacist, Locus (unfamiliar
but great!), Bourgeois Town, Touch Sensitive (great), White Lighhtening,
spoken word (live?) melodramatic version of Idiot Joy Showland between
the message board):
This was my first
Fall show, so I have nothing to compare it to, but I had quite an enjoyable
time. ATTS estimates 400-450, and I might say even more, but then again
I'm a terrible estimater. Either way it was very crowded, I never knew
Boston had such a big Fall fan base. Very diverse crowd, male and female,
and all ages, with the majority being about 25-30-ish. All younger people
up front, except for the encore, when a batch of Fall veterans made
their way to the stage, and from the way they started dancing, they
most likely were pretty blazed.
Seeing MES in the
flesh for the first time was probably worth 15 dollars alone. Some perverse
highlights would be MES almost loosing his dentures while yelling at
the crowd sans microphone, a visual that's eventually going to manifest
itself in a nightmare I'm sure. MES didn't talk to the crowd at all,
except to mention something that seemed close to an apology for all
the new songs and the record not being out, which was very odd considering
it seemed back in the day he made a point of playing mostly new songs.
Also at one point he must have spotted someone he knew in the audience,
because his face lit up and his tongue spat out along with a "thumbs
During Kick the
Can Mark seemed to wait for the guitarist to look away before throwing
the microphone in his face to sing backup vocals which made the guitarist
laugh pretty hard. Some good knob fiddling, which I was looking forward
to seeing. Green Eyed Loco Man, Touch Sensitive, Big New Prinze, Way
Round, Kick the Can, and Mr. Pharmicist were probably the best performances.
I was a dissapointed that Mark just mumbled through Sparta FC and Contraflow
(which was 3 minutes instrumental), but that's the Fall I guess. They
played the remixed version of Contraflow over the PA and it sounded
very good, a lot like the Peel Session. I was sad everyone didn't yell
"appreciated" at Big New Prinze, but there was a good chance
much of the crowd was Boston hipsters who only own This Nation's Saving
Grace and visit Pitchfork every day, this is evidenced by some disturbingly
intellectual music conversations held near me inbetween acts.
live journal (posted to the message board):
I was crossing the
street at 8 pm and saw him sitting at a booth, staring out the window..
that familiar, angular, worn out face, his head tilted to the side,
that knife slash of a mouth.. he looks like an existential cartoon,
a combination of a 12 year old boy and an old man… he always looks
slightly pissed off and/or drunk. We made eye contact for a moment and
I kept my face expressionless.. I immediately felt stupid.. he’s
so intimidating, that Mark E. Smith. I was wearing a white miniskirt
and a black and white striped spaghetti strapped top.. I wondered what
was going through his mind. I walked in and sat down at the back. Hardly
anyone was there. 5 minutes later he got up and walked out, appearing
to stagger a little as he exited into the hot, muggy night.
The show was all
right but I was very underwhelmed by the music and songs for the most
part. The only one I knew was Mr. Pharmacist (not being a fan by any
means although I do own some Fall CDs). MES is the show, his little
atonal rants are riveting, no doubt about it, as he manhandles microphone
stands, stares out into the club with an air of drunken superiority
and kneels by the drum kit with his back turned. Wish I could’ve
deciphered more of his lyrics. One near the end about the “glass
disco” and “walking through glass and stone” was pretty
good. He had a cute young girl in a polka dotted dress on keyboard plus
she sang (ranted) a bit with him on one song. But the lack of A/C was
a serious drag.
To celebrate the
second Fall visit to the Middle East, Resa and I had a couple of pre-gig
pints at the Field on Prospect Street. Unlike 1998 the Field was calm
due to the absence of Nottingham Neil Dodd, who followed that 1998 mini-tour.
We were joined however by Itchload and friend from the message board,
as well as Justin and Lauren. A very warm, humid evening.
Got to the Middle
East at around 9:15 and had a look at the Fall merchandise on offer
- a solitary $20 black T-shirt. I would have bought one if it had the
tour dates on it. Soon the Rogers Sisters came on to a near-empty room
and played a great, 50-minute set. The best support I've seen for the
After grabbing a
final "Mid East Brew" I worked my way to within a couple of
rows of the stage. The room was quite full when the PPP intro started.
Audience attentive. After a couple of minutes the band came on and lurched
into a slightly slower, heavier Behind the Counter with Mark strolling
on a minute later wearing his black leather jacket. It must have been
110°F degrees in the club. The sound was good for the Middle East,
and quite a bit better than in 1998. Then immediately into Telephone
Thing which grooved along nicely. At some point Mark hung his coat on
one of the drum mic stands.
I was immediately
struck by how focused Mark was on his vocal delivery and his studying
of the audience, and I've never seen him gesticulate so much on stage.
It was quite a contrast to the 2001 gigs I saw, which weren't bad, and
light years from 1998; this time there was no doubt in my mind that
he was present and clear-headed.
Then the first new
song, Green-Eyed Loco Man. Unlike some people I like this song live,
better than on CoTC. Not as good as the extended Peel session version
though. "Riddle me this" - a great line. And Therein though,
I could've done without, although they played it tightly enough (unlike
the next night, which was a shambles). This band plays a great Mere
Pseud, I think, although Mark had business to attend to in the dressing
room towards the end. Then Contraflow - Mark AWOL backstage for the
first three minutes so we got an extended intro before he came back
on to search for his microphone (which he had put in the bass drum during
Mere Pseud, I think - there was a lot of microphone swapping throughout
this and the NYC gigs). So Contraflow was not the greatest - that would
come at the Knitting Factory. This band also does Foldin/Kick the Can
very well, with Ben and Eleanor on backing vocals and Eleanor on handclaps
as well. Touch Sensitive - not my favorite, but followed by a wonderful
Xylarothep with lots of improvised lyrics about Worcester, Mass. (the
Fall had spent the previous night at a Worcester hotel) and "eels
that slither through the rivers of New Hampshire." A highlight
of the evening. Afterwards Mark semi-apologized about all the new songs
and that the record company would get around to releasing them sometime.
Then Sparta FC, which was brilliant - great backing vocals from Eleanor
and Ben. Much dancing to Mr. Pharmacist (which always gets the crowd
going), things slowed down for Janet vs. Johnny, which also works very
well live, the Fall's most hypnotic number? Then a seven-minute, blistering
Way Round that built and built some more as it went along, with a theremin-like
sound coming from Eleanor's keyboards. (After Mark's stage demeanour
the biggest surprise for me was the keyboards - I was expecting them
to be a bit rudimentary but Eleanor's playing really adds an important
element to the new Fall sound.) There was no looking back - the second
half of the set, starting with Xylarothep and continuing through to
the end of the second encore, was really top-notch.
The main set ended
with Big New Prinz and lots of audience participation on the chorus.
During the break before the first encore they played a new mix of Contraflow
(and a remix of Sparta FC during one of the Knitting Factory gigs) -
not sure if these are the final mixes or what, but they sounded good.
Encore 1 began with an unexpected White Lightning and ended with the
highlight of the gig, Dr. Buck's Letter, featuring tour manager Cuz'n
Roy Gittens on washboard. This might be my favorite moment of the three
gigs I saw and might well be the best version of this song I've heard
yet. Lots of improvised vocals directed at the "fat bastard in
the white T-shirt in the audience" (not me, but I think it's the
same guy who kept shoving me at the 1998 Middle East gig) ("Number
1, I never go out of the house without my skinhead haircut, especially
if you're overweight, because it frightens people") and disdainful
comments about Worcester and particularly Cambridge schools. The second
encore, Bourgeois Town, ended with a girl in the audience screaming
"yeah, baby, yeah" a few times into the microphone which prompted
the band to end the song early, perhaps.
Resa and I talked
with Ben and Dingo after the gig, which they both said was the best
of the tour so far. There's apparently been some tension on the road,
but the gigs have been trouble-free and professional. Dingo said the
album would be out September 1 [unlikely, from what I gather from the
Fall's manager] and that he wasn't redoing any of Jim's bass parts.
They invited us to the Phoenix Landing for a drink but I wanted to get
some sleep before catching the $10 bus from Chinatown to New York. A
great night, despite the heat.
Eh, to each his
own I guess. I much preferred my 11/2001 Knitting Factory Fall experience
to the 2003 mostly-oldies set. Not to kiss the arse of a list member,
but I thought Jim's Fall was excellent live whereas the current line-up
merely amounted to glad-to-see-'em / glad-MES-looks-relatively-healthy.
Mere Psued Mag Ed. sounded good in Boston, as did Green-Eyed Loco Man,
but the show 18 months ago remains more vivid in my mind than last week's.
6 - Knitting Factory, New York City:
I took some
played: PPP intro tape / Behind the Counter / Telephone Thing
/ Green-Eyed Loco Man / And Therein / Mere Pseud Mag Ed > walkoff /
Contraflow (mostly instrumental) / F-'Oldin' Money > Kick the Can /
Touch Sensitive / Last Commands of XYRALOTHEP via M.E.S. (aka Locus) (lyrics
recited by Elena) / Mr. Pharmacist / Sparta FC / Janet vs. Johnny / Way
Round // I Am Damo Suzuki / Dr. Buck's Letter
It was cool tonight
as I got see Stefan and Justin Kollar before the start of the show.
Stefan got the actual set list and took some great photos [coming soon]
- so here is my quick review (full of bad grammar and spelling mistakes
The opening band
the Rogers Sisters was in top form, this was a nice change from the
previous shows in 2001 where the opening acts were quite lame. Their
style did remind me of Gang of Four, and also APB from the early 80's.
Their set was short but sweet, and finished around 9:30pm. The show
itself was sold out so the small venue was quite packed (and as a result
quite warm as the evening went on).
I was shocked when
by about 10pm the Fall walked on stage! This was the same band that
in '98 at Coney Island High didn't get on stage until 1am. As per tradition
the band entered first, the new keyboardist placed in the front wearing
a smart black dress with small white polka dots while the boys sported
black t-shirts (with the drummer placed at the back). Then Mark came
out wearing a leather jacket (which was amazing given the heat) white
shirt and charhol trousers.
Things got off to
a sloppy start, and the first three songs weren't so tight - I was sort
of let down with their rendition of Green Eyed Locoman and Telephone
Thing both of which sounded very far from the recorded versions - but
lacking the variety or that something different that a live performance
would bring out.
However as the night
went on, things got better and tighter. Later they played versions of
Mr. Pharmasist and Sparta FC which has some spark and some good energy.
Mark came more and more to life, and played to the audience and did
a minimum of messing with the amps and microphones. After what might
have been the final number, the Fall returned to play an encore of Dynamo
Suzuki and Dr. Bucks Letter.
All in all it was
a good performance, and by midnight it was well over and the hardcore
Fall fans were left chatting in the bar in the front.
-- pretty much the
same sets as most of the tour......opening with behind the counter into
have to agree with
michael's review -- the band started out rather sloppy...
there was a walk
off after the fifth song (mere psued mag ed...i think) for a few minutes
and the band returned in better form starting with touch sensitive..
they seemed to handle the stuff from the forth coming lp the best...
but as the night progressed there were great renditions of damo and
marked walked off
stage during locus/xryalthep and handed elena a sheet of lyrics which
she read and then mark came back on stage to finish up.
knob twiddling was
kept to a minimum and i think this is the most animated i've ever seen
MES in the 15 or so times i've seen the fall....lots of hand gesticulations
and switching mikes and knocking one particular mike stand down a few
times. it was nice to see MES into the show rather than the casual disinterest.
they seem a bit
heavy on the back catalogue with only four or so numbers from the forthcoming
lp and i think one from ayamw - folding money>kick the can....well
and johnny v janet from the susan v youthclub ep.
still a decent show
though. looking forward to the monday night show.
i thought it was
a great gig - the first i've seen where MES was totally there and coherent
and on form the whole time. the band was a little sloppy at first, but
after the walkoff they tightened way up. damo and dr. buck's were absolutely
ace - crisp and exciting.
at the gig seemed to be shocked that they were so excellent.
also, elena was
all smiles on sunday night - much laughing and joking around between
ben, mes and elena.
seemed a lot like
the Fall functioning as a unit.
and mere pseud mag
ed seems to have taken on a swing that was never there before...
7 - Knitting Factory, New York City:
PPP intro tape /
Behind the Counter / Telephone Thing / Green-Eyed Loco Man / And Therein
/ Mere Pseud Mag Ed / Contraflow / F-'Oldin' Money > Kick the Can /
Touch Sensitive / Mountain Energei / Sparta FC / Mr. Pharmacist / Janet
vs. Johnny / Way Round / Big New Prinz // Bourgeois Town / Dr. Buck's
Letter (with Cuz'n Roy on Poland Spring plastic bottle). Audience called
for a second encore for a solid 12 minutes to no avail.
Definitely an improvement
over Sunday's show. Band definetly seemed tighter and more together.
Pretty much the same set list except Locus was dropped for Mountian
Energy. Regular set eneded with Big New Prinz. Encores were Burgoeious
Town and Bucks. Suprised to see how lucid MES was over the past two
shows. Not as much hand gesticulation tonight. No Damo either.
The opening act
[El Guapo] - well they weren't bad, but nothing amazing. As with yesterday
the band started around 10pm which is very early for a Fall show. Same
band as yesterday - dressed somewhat differently (Elanor was wearing
a sharp black dress while our lead guitarist was dressed in white shirt
and blue jeans and of course Mark came out with his leather jacket)
but something had changed - the magic was back.
What a day a difference
makes! The second night was proof to me that the best things come to
those who wait. The band started strong and tight, and only got better
as the night went along. The set list was very similar to Sunday, with
a few minor changes. However the early numbers of Telephone Thing and
Green Eyed Loco Man were great - in fact Telephone Thing may have sounded
better than the recorded version. The band was in good spirits and one
had the rare chance to spot Mr. Smith smiling on stage. The band even
seemed very comfortable with amp and mic fiddling.
Not just comfortable
- but they all seemed to enjoy performing. Unlike yesterday you could
really hear the keyboards - and this adds that something special to
the Fall. Smith clearly tuned up his charisma meter as the night went
on. I think a high point for me was Big Prinz, for a damn moment I felt
like it was 1989 - but it was more hardcore than anything they would
have done back then. The encore featured Bourgeois Town followed by
Dr. Buck's Letter. After the audience clapped for over ten minutes with
a hope of a return - but while one may have been let down, it always
nice to say that the worse thing about a show was that you wished it
would have been longer.
For those who hung
around after the show, there was a good chance to meet the band who
were as sweet as ever. When I spoke with Elanor my understanding is
that they would come more often but it seems getting a visa takes a
great deal of time - but she said they would like to come back again.
Sadly as I grabbed my cab home my last view was of Mr. Smith exiting
the club about to talk to the hangers on! Well I hope the Fall returns
to Gotham soon. I must say that I also enjoy these shows because Fall
fans are never dull, and a few of them are quite nice people to boot.
The July 7 New
Yorker ( p. 16) has an illustration of MES by Stephen Kroninger:
Life section (p. 12) says:
progenitors of British post-punk acerbity stagger into their fourth
decade. The front man Mark E. Smith's signature vocal delivery (he
has a thick Mancunian accent, and he sometimes punctuates consonant
sounds with a robust "ahh") has been the unifying constant
through countless shifts of personnel and stylistic flirtations, and
so long as Smith's at the microphone slurring his caustic, cryptic
lyrics the tenuously melodic chaos pulsing behind him will always
fall into place.
9 - Theater for Living Arts, Philadelphia:
jt. r (from
the message board):
if the evidence
on this message board is correct, then philly got the first glimpse
of a total meltdown on this tour. this was my first fall show and i
must admit like many guys my age, i was introduced to the fall by virtue
of being a pavement fan. i am further incriminated by having purchased
all the critic's faves, so the material i know is pre-'85 for the most
part. nevertheless, seeing the fall play was rather remarkable.
the show went swimmingly
after panda pander panzer played on p.a. the house was nearly empty,
but fortunately folks spilled out of the cordon sanitaire known colloquially
as the bar to fill up the main space in front of the stage. everyone
seemed to be in good spirits. telephone thing was really energetic;
and therein wasn't bad; but by the time they reached sparta f.c. it
was time for a tiny tantrum. they started playing it only to have mark
leave the stage, and ultimately the whole band were called off to discuss.
they had only been on for half an hour at this point and a raucous cheer
went up. feelings in the audience around me were mixed-on the one hand
it was a gyp, on the other it was the fall. mes didn't really go wild
with that number once they re-entered, but the drummer gave peter prescott
(of MoB) a run for his money as the angriest drummer (playing artsy
rock and roll). after that there was some knob twiddling, which effectively
eliminated the bassist from the mix (poor bastard) and opened up a very
(dare i say) high-end garagey sound. also of note: at one point mark
approaches guitarist and bassist (separately), pokes them both in the
chest with index finger, and instructs them to look out into the audience.
guitarist shrugs him off more or less, but bassist, like a dog, follows
instructions obediently. of course, dear bassist kept re-adjusting his
knobs when MES left the stage, so he gets credit there.
all in all, it
was like the local industrialist had a tribute band and he got some
of his employees to play with them under the condition that typical
labor relations prevail onstage. overall the crowd was very energetic
and gracious. i had my old dog-eared copy of camus' the fall (from a
theology and a moral philosophy, go figure) with me in the event that
i bumped into the old curmudgeon, but no such luck since the police
were forcing even the old heads at the show (and at 25 i was among the
youngest in attendance) off the sidewalk and either to their cars or
the show was very
short seeming since the opener (the vexers: have you heard of the white
stripes? zeppelin?) went on at 8:30 p.m.
Last night, the
Fall played in Philadelphia. Mr. Smith commanded the stage with elegance
authority. MES stands up there and spouts his perfectly timed words
over the mass of noise going on behind him. The bass, guitar, and drums
were spared back, but yet forceful, providing a great backdrop for the
vocals. The man is a genius and knows just what he is doing, including
messing with the amps and constantly switching mikes. The Fall live
is like a dub soundsystem with MES in control, fading in the bass and
fading out the guitar, treating the musicians like samples. Last night
was incredible! Philadelphia was so fortunate.
Too much has been
said about Eleanor's looks, but not near enough about her musicianship.
Her keyboard playing was subtle, but greatly enhanced the sound, adding
a bottom layer of drones to the rumble of her bandmates. She came across
as a perfect compliment to MES' performance, knowing just when to play,
but creating opposing tension by not playing at the perfect moments.
Her voice sounded great also, again minimal, but appropriate and smug
sounding. I look forward to Eleanor's contribution to the Fall sound
in the future.
the message board):
jt's on the money
here, though I would add that MES actually walked off during "Touch
Sensitive", a strange version that only seemed to include the title
and the "hey hey hey hey"s. He couldn't seem to bring it around
to the lyrics and walked off. The band quickly finished it and launched
into "Sparta", but gave up after a minute or two, put down
their instruments, and went backstage to have a chat. It started to
feel like the infamous Troc show from their last visit here, but they
quickly came back and did another 30 minutes (including encore). This
was my first experience with a non-Scanlon/Hanley Fall, but I had to
admit this bunch made an impressive noise. Still, there was something
one-note about it, as good as it was. Especially enjoyed "Way Round"
and it was nice to hear "Mere Pseud" get an airing. New stuff
has me actively looking forward to COTC. And having MES pass me the
mike for "Prinz" was a big bonus for a sentimental fool such
as I, too.
fellow solved the age-old problem of setlist acquisition by clambering
onto the stage and taking one.
Theatre for the
Living Arts - holds 1000 - maybe 200-300 there. Vexors opened -- they
weren't anything new/ interesting/ etc.
Fall took the stage
at 9:30 played until 10:40.
Yes to Way Round.
Band sounded very
sure of themselves -- more relaxed and sounding better than in Seattle
MES walked off when
Sparta FC started -- band did about 40 seconds and kept looking off
stage then THEY all walked off -- 1 minute later MES leads them all
Encore was B. Town
and Dr. Buck's Letter.
Darren and bought the last t-shirt (alas, only a large, Mike Wright)
(from the message board):
I talked to the
band after the show and they said the sound on the stage was fucking
weak. MES called the soundman "Benjamin Franklin". hee hee
10 - Black Cat, Washington DC:
Thanks to John
for the setlist:
actual gig as listed,
plus one encore: Bourgeois Town / Dr. Buck's Letter
sent in a couple of photos taken during Dr. Buck's Letter:
the message board):
Just got back, need
to get up in a few hours, and pack for the weekend before going to sleep.
SHOW WAS GREAT. Minimal knob twiddling, zero actual walkoffs (stood
behind the amps a couple of times to take a swig). I think this is because
he was happy with the gig. Actually danced (did a little twist) in front
of the bassist at one point. Band must have regrouped after Philly.
He actually looked awake and relatively energized throughout. Only interaction
with the band was to bang on the toms a couple of times and have a laugh
with the guitarist. The Fall live now are simply a great hard rock band.
Elements of the Ramones (minimal crowd acknowlegement, pure distilled
basic heavy riffs, great tension and excitement). Allowed some audience
call and respose during F'oldin (!...just like a real rock n' roll show!).
One encore (Bougeois, Dr. Buck's) - two words: Coatrack, Washboard.
Someone else will post a setlist. Oh yeah - to the f***ing d***kheads
front and center who got into a fistfight as the spoken word was playing:
go back to the Limp Bizkit show - you almost ruined the show as it was
about to start. Luckily it was broken up just before the band hit the
stage, because there was otherwise a great atmosphere before the show,
and MES seemed like he was actually enjoying himself.
Seemed like the
usual setlist from this tour. Nice version of Behind the Counter to
open. From other reports, the band sounded a little tighter than usual
but not as tight as the last incarnation I saw (Boston, 94). Great run-through
of "Touch Sensitive". MES looked like a little less uptight
than usual and thankfully they didn't keep the crowd waiting until midnight
to go on, as we geezer have to work mornings. Speaking of which, it
was a bit odd to see so many youngsters in the crowd--expected many
more greying cynics.
Before the show
we stopped in for a quick bite at the nearest mexican/salvadorean restaurant
and wouldn't you know MES and the new bird (replete with that freaky
eyeliner) were dining there. I waved hello and waited until after they
finished before asking for an autograph. He signed one of the take-out
menus for me and then asked if I'd like a beer from his plastic bag
full of Heinekens under the table (naturally). I was so stunned at him
being there that I forgot all and any questions I would have liked to
ask him...oh well.
An enjoyable evening
all around except for the downpour that awaited everyone after the show!
the message board):
It was a fantastic
show. Biggest crowd I've seen at a Fall gig ever, though many were there
for The Whips.
Opening band had a big following, but got boring after one song. They
were all playing in their own seperate world with too much glee. Too
young that is. Drummer was simply awful and out of sync.
Was near front with
fellow fallnetter Tom (other tom) who was wearing his B/W MES cartoon
Fall shirt. Waited for 40 minutes till band comes on a little after
11. Saw a scuffle in the front. Set list pretty much same as all other
gigs. Mark very into it and using all the stage mikes. Heard the keyboards.
Her standing staring straight ahead for the entire 75 minutes.
Highlight was Sparta
FC. Sounded better than the bootleg: faster. Ben's vocals were very
good and articulate. Mark in better form/shape than 2 years ago. He
looked younger too. Loads of first time goers. Everyone was really impressed.
Most songs seemed to run into one another which made it really good,
feeling of wholeness afterwards. Not one bit shambolic. Tour manager
plays washboards to D. Buck's for oncore.
If the Fall wanted
to make some money they should have had some merchandise on hand. A
new CD maybe. One guy got his "Fiend with a Violin" signed
Afterwards got to
meet Ben, D. Milner, and new base palyer downstairs. Massive lightning
storm outside club forcing people to hang out too long. Band members
along with about 10 other people goes on goose chase to King Pen/Velvet
Lounge for drinks, Ben getting photo taken outside famous Ben's Chili
Bowl on U street.
I heard tracks from
Country on the Click being played: different sounding from bootleg.
I heard though there is no new mixing to be done. Just different copies
(master)?. Whatever that meant. Heard they've learned how to deal with
MES so there's no trouble. Though their methods are primitive.
Managed to get into
St. X for a beer Got punched-up by "girlfriend" and straggled
home. All-in-all an enjoyable night.
I lurk here. I keep
an eye on the Fall. But really, I thought they were past their prime
and kind of a vaudevillian shadow of their former greatness.
Last night at the
Black Cat in DC proved otherwise to me. Good lord, what a great show.
At first, it wasn't
especially more impressive than the 1998 gig I saw (with the Hanley/Burns/Crooks/Nagle
band). During the second number, Telephone Thing, as Smith wheezed
out his well-established vocal parts over highly repetitive (lacking
even the occasional variation present on the Extricate version)
backing, I thought "They're certainly not what they were in
1978, or in 1984."
But damn if they
didn't take it up to the level of greatness for the rest of the gig.
Energy, power, greatness.
Smith was happy,
reeling around from mike to mike, with some bounce in his step.
He seemed happy with the crowd (we had some real screamers present)
and pointed at us while emphasizing "give me energy" during
Mr. Pharmacist. No walkoffs, played well over an hour. Two very energetic
The band are really
summoning the spirit of the Fall. The drummer does a great job. The
guitarist has his moments. The bass player is new, which explains the
lack of variation in his playing. The keyboardist does a pretty credible
rock organ job. The band make a great tight racket and Smith stumbles
across the top of it. There are godlike moments for this band. I was
inspired and impressed, and am really looking forward to hearing the
new record. Much of this night was as great as 1978 or 1984.
from the Washington Post:
At the Black Cat,
the Fall Gets Down
July 12, 2003; Page C05
Mr. Smith -- Mark
E. Smith of the Fall, that is -- came to Washington Thursday night,
and his constituents were out in force to greet him. "I still believe
in the R and R dream / R and R as primal scream," Smith sang on
1978's "Live at the Witch Trials," and if his show at the
Black Cat were any indication, his faith in rock-and-roll remains intact.
This year marks
the Fall's silver anniversary, but concertgoers didn't experience any
tender moments, given that the notoriously dyspeptic Smith has fired
or otherwise alienated about as many troops over the course of his remarkably
prolific career -- 80 albums and counting -- as Custer lost to arrows
at the Little Bighorn. Smith, who is 46 but doesn't look a day over
58, has been known to auto-destruct when exposed to stage lights. But
the mercurial man from Manchester, England, was the model of decorum
Thursday, even if he did go on 40 minutes late and sneaked the occasional
peek at the lyric sheet.
For a band that
has been together only briefly, the current incarnation of the Fall
was impressively tight, abandoning the band's early shambolic sound
for an organ- and guitar-driven drone reminiscent of the Velvet Underground.
"Telephone Thing" featured cool wah-wah guitar and a repetitive
funk riff, and "Foldin' Money/Kick the Can" and "Sparta
FC" were just great straight-ahead rockers, albeit with Smith's
vitriolic warbling to lend them a tang of desperate living.
Like his celluloid
predecessor, Smith has staked his career on the proposition, "Either
I'm dead right or I'm crazy!" The verdict, fortunate for us, is
(from the message board):
the DC gig was my
first fall show ever - i was amazed. i was basically in awe for an hour
and half. my friend and i arrived promptly on time and carried with
us a bouquet of roses for MES. did anyone see us? we met some interesting
characters - one man with a morrissey tshirt on, another very tall one
who discussed funk with us. my face was literally about one foot from
Mark's crotch. i think we mustve been the youngest girls there - myself
being 17 and my companion being a legal adult. i think the best part
of the show mustve been Cruiser's Creek for me - i took a whole role
of pictures of mark's face. mmmmmm english incoherence. the fall show
was indeed an event of great importance in my life.
11 - Cat's Cradle, Carrboro:
I live in DC &
saw both the Black Cat/DC & the Cat's Cradle/Chapel Hill shows.
This was my first time seeing the Fall, although I've been a fan since
the late 80's. I thought the Black Cat show was great, except for that
annoying coked-up guy that jumped up & down & barked like a
dog all night. If you were there, I'm sure you know who I mean. But,
I was totally surprised by the Chapel Hill show!!! The band seemed to
be MUCH more into it, with lots more enthusiasm. MES smiled a bunch,
as did Eleanor, even though she isn't really a bundle of energy. I had
read on an earlier review here that if MES thinks the audience is into
it, they'll play a 2nd encore. Well, that's exactly what happened, &
they played "ghost in the house" & "white lightning",
both of which were incredible. Other than that, the set was the same
songs, but in a different order, as the previous few shows. I'm surprised
the 2nd encore happened, because although the CH crowd was more into
it than DC, they still didn't fill in New Big Prinz with "appreciated"
like MES & the band wanted. Also, Eleanor tried to get everyone
clapping on another song (I can't remember which one...maybe Sparta),
but no one really did. I think the set was also tighter than DC, &
MES & crew were much more animated. Minimal walkoffs & knob-twiddling,
although at the end of the first set MES did completely turn off the
guitar as he walked back to the dressing room. The guitarist looked
kinda upset, but I guess they're all used to it by now. I think MES
holds the world record for microphone stand adjustments. During both
shows, I heard Eleanor's keyboards & vocals just fine, so I think
they've gotten that resolved. I think Telephone Thing is my favorite
of this tour, although the new stuff is great. All said, the show was
everything I expected & more.
sent in these great photos ):
The show itself
was great--two encores and MES seemed sober and in a good mood. Towards
the end of Big New Prinz (last song of the regular set), MES slipped
me the microphone and walked off the stage. Unfortunately the mixing-board
man turned the mike down before the club-goers could be exposed to a
few of my drunken "HE IS NOT APPRECIATED"s.
There were also
several MES "masks" in tow (a girl was handing them out before
the show started). By the end of the set these masks were scattered
all around the stage, and during the first encore the drummer wore one
During most of the
newer songs MES was rummaging through a stack of papers--trying to find
the lyrics suppose. I actually thought this newer stuff sounded best,
although MES was particularly animated on "Big New Prinz"
and some of the older covers.
12 - Echo Lounge, Atlanta:
was interviewed by Creative
Loafing before the Atlanta gig (thanks to Cole for the link):
Fall review dear?" calls the wife from the Sunday paper-strewn
waterbed this morning. "Don't be too hard on Marky now, he seems
to lead a tough life," she says.
The venue was dangerously
overcrowded, gave me the creeps. There was a one hour wait between sets
standing in the crowd and the heat and the horrid earsplitting Clan-of-Xymox-type
craprock ... near painful really. Crowd grew impatient, one could barely
move or converse or even get a drink.
From my vantage
point, as the din wore on, I could see one half of some sort of huge
argument taking place in the hallway by the stage. The venue booker,
Alex, was really giving the 3rd degree to someone, someone blocked from
my view. He seemed to me enumerating a list of complaints, first second
third etc and "never again." Almost at the same time the venue
manager, Lisa, could be seen with her hands clasped and raised seemingly
begging this same person for something as the audience grew more restless.
A friend at another vantage point said later the person this strangeness
was directed to wore a grey shirt.
Scanning the few
ladies in the uncomfortable crowd I mention to my wife that perhaps
my next documentary could be "The Tragic Plight of the Beleaguered
Fall Spouse" and she shouts "Yes!." Fall spouses, it
least in Atlanta, seem to be uniformly striking, creatively attired,
and brainy in demeanor. I'd love to take them all home, but my current
Fall spouse would likely disapprove.
Finally the band
- sans MES - take the stage and "Behind the Counter" starts
up. Granted this song is based on a wonderful 7-note riff, but the band
plays this riff, unchanging, for MORE THAN FIVE MINUTES over and over,
utter monotony, no MES, so something is up. I feel right away this backing
crew is a little over-rated - there is a skill to making a repetitive
drone compelling / interesting and they don't got it. At least so far.
Finally MES enters,
wearing a grey shirt by the way, everyone cant help but study him to
see if he is slurring his words and walking aimlessly around the stage
because he is drunk or if this is just the usual fuck-you shtick we
have come to accept if not adore.
is a lame song on record, no getting around it, and no improvement here.
At this point MES picks up the set list and reads in mock-announcement
style "The title of the next song we will play for you (looks down)
is Green Eyed Loco Man." He then picks up the setlist and wads
it up and pitches into the audience. Oooh how defiant. Oooh our MES
is such a rebel...
At the last gig
here 9 years ago this band was fun and focused and tight, and tonight
MES seems in a daze. Even though he is hitting all the proper musical
cues so I can't really tell how loaded he is. The band essentially has
these simple nearly-unchanging riffs to play over and over and unlike
Scanlon/Hanley & Co years back I don't think they are deserving
of stellar praise for being tight, they just show up....
Loco Man, Mere Psued
Mag Ed... the band is slowly getting a bit tighter and interesting,
and by Kick The Can and Foldin they are at the best they will be all
evening. There was a quiet ethereal synth-augmented piece in there I'd
not heard, dont know the title, that was the other highpoint. Sparta
FC too, good stuff. And while Mr Pharmacist gets the crowd cheering
and bouncing, things start to go downhill musically, especially Big
New Prinz which seemed to last forever, dispassionate and uncompelling.
1/2 of the crowd
leaves when the set is over, not especially thrilled. All that's keeping
us from retiring to the pub is the chance to hear Dr Bucks Letter.
We went outside
for some air as Encore No #1 Damo Suzuki started up which is just wandering
noodling in my view, but we came back in to join in the cheers for a
Alas there will
be no Dr Bucks Letter tonight. Only MES and the drummer return, and
the latter taps the high hat as the former subjects us to a bizarre,
feedback-laden accapella-solo version of "Going To Spain"
totally off key - even more so than the original - and marginally heartfelt.
All that feedback on the one mic could have been corrected so I suppose
it was intentional. Very successful as a performance art piece but musically
And then that was
it, they were gone Is this my last Fall show I wonder? I can't imagine
paying good money for something this uneven again, yet I have seen Dylan
repeatedly turn in horrible gigs only to see a jawdropping show a few
years later. Miles Davis too.
No merchandise table.
So I am in the curious
situation of having an Accompanying Beleaguered Fall Spouse who actually
enjoyed the gig more than I did. "You went in with high expectations,"
she said. "I went in with none and thought the band was mostly
Just got back after
a six hour drive from Atlanta, where I saw the Fall---finally, after
being a fan for more than a dozen years---yesterday evening. Not only
did I manage to secure a setlist from the stage, but I also had it signed
by MES, who was extremely personable and kind during my meeting with
him after the show.
As for the show
itself, it seemed mysteriously truncated by some confusion, due in part
perhaps to MES' walking off the stage more than a few times. The set
was somewhat short, running just over an hour; at least ten minutes
of this time MES was absent backstage. There was the standard mike switching
and knob-twiddling often written about, and the entire band occasionally
looked as though they were being held hostage. Eleanor was absolutely
stunning. I caught the guitarist shaking his head in disgust several
times. To me, this is part of the Fall's charm, though some of the lesser
fans, to understate their reaction, seemed frustrated and confused.
I have never seen the Fall before, so no matter what happened, I knew
I probably wasn't going to disappointed. Perhaps I should leave an analysis
of this evening's events to a fan more capable of objectivity.
The highlight of
the evening, of course, was meeting MES, with whom I spoke at the end
of the show. Damn, did I wish I had a camera! Far from inebriated, he
was personable, eloquent, witty and unexpectedly receptive. We spoke
at length about the new album, and why it has yet to be released. I
feel as though I would be violating some etiquette if I divulged too
many of the details, but suffice it to say that he was disappointed
with the final mix. Thus, the album's being in limbo. He took down my
address and promised to send a copy of the album "as it was meant
to be heard." He seemed genuinely sincere. I in turn told him if
he really sent the album, I would send him one of my rare Nabokov editions.
On the off chance than MES is perusing this, the offer was genuine!
All told, I had a fantastic time---I saw one of my favorite bands in
the world for the first time and got to meet one of the few music personalities
I give a damn about; and he was a great fellow to boot!
1. (Short Version)
Long time Fall fan sees band for first time, grades show as a C+ mainly
because of Mr. Smith's entertaining presence and history. Long version
2. Paper Lions (remnants
of earlier Atlanta bands) are onstage as I enter, rocking out with a
fair amount of energy, singin' and playin', but they must have already
played their much-vaunted in the local press Gang-of-Four influenced
songs, because I was ticking off the influences on each number..."here's
a bit of London Calling...that one sounds like 'Buffalo Bob' Smith of
the Cure fronting Fugazi"...etc. etc. No sparse plank spankin'
funk, and even if they had, the question still remains; what do paper
lions really want to say on their own? Props for energy and playing
ability, points off for originality and not once did they (or I) achieve
3. They finish their
set just after 11, the Fall wait just about an hour to take the stage.
If the club (Atlanta's Echo Lounge) isn't filled beyond capacity, then
its certainly filled TO capacity. Sign outside says "Tonight's
Show is sold out-No Exceptions". Temperature inside says "90-100
degrees F". I had spent the interim outside buying bottled water,
possibly one of the best investments I made all night. Due to the shoulder-to-shoulder
situation, it was inconvenient to roam and look for fellow listees...besides,
Jason had advised me he would be wearing shorts (smart man), but even
surreptitiously scanning all likely candidates for shorts was...not
4. The taped intro
elicits an excited, if smallish roar from an anticipatory crowd, and
a few short minutes later the band comes on. First impressions are that
recent pictures posted do much justice to band, with the exception of
bassist, who appears gangly and goofy, rather than menacing, in real
life. I like him already. (Tech list: Music Man bass through Ampeg,
Union Jack Les Paul through I don't know what, Casio on barstool through
I don't know what, but its not very loud, assorted drums and microphones...)
5. 'Marky' Smith
ambles on after the band vamps for two or three minutes, announces "We
are the Fall...", and the gig begins. These are also the last intelligible
words I heard until 'Damo Suzuki' an hour later...Mr. Smith is attired
in oft-mentioned leather jacket, which he later takes off to reveal
a short-sleeved knitted shirt, similar at a distance to those alligator
Izod shirts so ubiquitous on these shores, and what appear to be never
before remarked upon jogging trousers, although from my vantage I could
be completely wrong...
6. Band reveals
itself to be earnest and pedestrian, competently plowing through each
number, often stopping rather than ending the tunes. Keyboardist is
heard about 1/4 of the time in ultra-simple descending note runs, playing
her casio and offering the occasional backing chant or not very encouraging
clapping to the beat. Don't get me wrong; seasoned professionalism is
not what I expect from the Fall, but as was reported earlier elsewhere,
the skewered genius of self-taught musicians snatching victory from
the jaws of defeat, etc.etc-- THAT's what Fall musicians should sound
like...I kept waiting to find out why they were recruited into the Fall,
but waited in vain...unless their very steadfastness and workmanlike
qualities ( I mean, it kind of sounded like it was my friends and I
up there playing), but, no the thought is too much to consider further...
7. Mr. Smith whips
out set list to announce second or third song, but otherwise doesn't
seem to refer to paper very often. (Most of the set seems identical
to the recent gigs posted on the Fall site, included in the same order,
but I'm not familiar with any of these songs, so I can't be sure. Perhaps
other more educated in the current Fall ouvre...?) Soon he is fiddling
with bass and guitar amp knobs...hysterically, the bassist frantically
watches which knobs, and then, after double-checking that Mark E's attention
is occupied with the paying customers, tries to dial them back. At several
points the guitar sound cuts off altogether, or raises up to ear splitting
level. Mr. Smith emerges from crouch in front of guitar amp, apparently
satisfied with his improv/mixing experiment. Guitarist shrugs shoulders,
keeps playing, gets sympathetic glance from bassist...and then tries
to find his correct sound again before the next song...
8. A small number
of songs receive shouts of recognition from the crowd, at least one
song has some audience singalong participation, but there are no 'take
the roof off the sucker' moments, no passing of the microphone, no dancing,
not a whole lot of head nodding, though some, and of course, the physical
closeness of fellow attendees may have dampened whatever dancing inclinations
may have lurked beneath the surface...
9. Suddenly, after
about the 10th song or so, the band quickly unplugs (almost yanks out)
their instruments, trot offstage, bump into each other at the end of
the stage, turn around, reconvene on stage and plug back in. Elapsed
time: 45 seconds. "Is this an encore?" I wonder out loud.
Either then, or the next song, the descending bass line of 'Damo Suzuki'
is begun, fumbled, begun again, and then joined by rest of band...Kind
of a murky, almost rock dub version, due to the lack of guitar high
end being heard at my end of the club...I quite liked Mark's squawking
take, almost defiant. "This is more like it", I thought to
myself, and then it ended. Again, band whips out guitar cords from amps,
rush offstage, and as I prepare for 'Dr. Buck's Letter' or whatever,
the PA comes on and generic guitar rock music pumps out, apparently
signaling the end of the gig. Somewhat bemused, I decide it is the end
of the gig for me, at least, being close to 1:30, and tired of the almost
non-stop jostling and hands, dicks and tits rubbing and pushing me from
behind (well, the tits were allright, actually, but the rest of them..)
10. Outside, a spectacular
lightning storm is flashing to the north. I think of the band, soon
to pack into a smallish van (I presume) and wend their way west to N'awlinz.
The air is sweet and cool as I drive home. I light a joint, put on Seminal
Live, and think about what might have been.
the message board):
Wow!!! - My first
fall gig. I lived in Stockport (nr Manchester) UK, for the first 23
years of my life and never went to see them. On Saturday night I drove
for 3 hours to get to the Echo Lounge, Atlanta, GA. I'm so glad I did.
The opening act was a slight annoyance, although they really werent
that bad. I hadn't read the recent reviews on "the fall" tours
so I wasn't sure if Mark would even show up, be too drunk to play or
end up fighting with his band members. However, he did none of the above,
instead he played like a true professional, the band sounded great.
Played some of my favorite songs including "and therein",
"foldin' money" and "ghost in the house". I finally
got to witness him play around with all the microphones and adust the
volume levels on the amps.
the message board):
I've been a pretty
big Fall fan for years and was more than happy to drive eight hours
to see them for the first time.
then, came as a bit of a shock to me. This was not the sound of earlier
albums like Live.. or Dragnet. It wasn't the sound of mid-period like
"Frightening" or Bend... It wasn't even the sound of current
discs like Are You..
They sounded like
an embarassingly bad heavy metal band. Could barely hear Mark in the
mix as the music was a wall of bland noise. Where was even a hint of
the uniqueness they exude on record? Even the best songs were a complete
waste. I even thought Paper Lions, the opening act, sounded better,
and they blew.
Been to about 100
concerts and how ironic that a band I consider as interesting as any
in the last 30 years was probably the most boring concert experience
based on reading some earlier reviews, I did hear some keyboard.
Couple of by the
ways, since I was in the front row, did notice Mark's picking up of
the setlist that he threw into the crowd was in fact a left over setlist
from Paper Lions. Also, those black warm-up pants someone commented
on in their review were Nike's as they had the swoosh right on the hip.
Who gives, though.
(from the message board):
This was my first
fall show and just to see and hear mark e smith blew my skirt up! i
drove from nashville and was well worth the drive, considering that
mark e would never play nashville cause it sucks donkey dung. i stuck
around till the bitter end and got photos and an autographed tee-shirt
and got goosed by MES to boot! Damo Suzuki was the highlight for me,
sure i wished he had played some other oldies, but just to be in his
presence and to feel his essence was a grand enough high for me!!!!
I drive from a far to see him anytime.
Hi. I just joined
the fallnet after too many years observing...i've been a fan since the
mid-eighties and would say that they're my favorites...
So, I went to the
Atlanta show. We (my brother, my friend/bandmate Jere, and myself) drove
very fast up from Tampa that morning to arrive 3 hrs before the doors
even opened at the Echo...
I was very excited,
my first Fall show...we had time to kill and i was dead tired...no sleep.
I did find a cassette copy of the Coldcut record featuring M.E.S....bought
Ok, we went to the
Echo and stood in line with about ten other people waiting for the doors
to open...we had advance tix.
Mostly younger people,
and girls...a few oldsters...like us (i'm 31) We got in, hung out forever,
The first band Paper Lions were quite enjoyable, i thought, and reminded
me in spots of Go4, Fugazi, and (unfortunately) the wave of so-called
"postpunk" bands like Hot Hot Heat...but fortunately they
did'nt dress like them...
so, they finish...and
the long wait for The Fall begins. Indeed there was a fracas at the
front of the stage (where I was) with some guy who wanted to get backstage...they
escorted him out. Surprisingly, the main fracas occured right before
the show started, with said guy somehow getting back in the club. An
army of staff were pulling at him and he just kept pulling back...he
was on PCP or something...anyway, they pulled him backstage (ah, he
made it) and were hitting him as he held on to the handrail, not budging...whatever...then,
rrrrrrhhggtataggdgdgahahahah!!! The tape comes on...P!P!P!...
The band comes out
and starts plugging away at the intro to "Behind The Counter"...for
like FIVE minutes...then M.E.S. comes out... Leather coat, shiny navyblue
Nike jogging pants, and appearing a bit tipsy...not sure on that. He
said his "Good evening we are The Fall" bit and launched into
the vocals...it sounded tight, and he seemed energetic...
Next was "Telephone
Thing"...the band still pretty tight...then Mark begins the first
of many amp-twiddlings, adjusting the tone of Ben's amp...to no surprise
at all. I think the next song was "Green Eyed Loco Man", which
sounded great. Gradually the set descended into M.E.S. chaos...mike
stands and microphones tangled and scattered all over the stage...he
couldn't even find the mic he wanted when it was in front of him...so
he mouthed the words sans mic until he found Dave's mic...which needless
to say wasn't as long on the cord as the others...so he's tugging the
cable to the front, knocking things over...
Anyway, to make
the longest story shorter: They played a great "Sparta"...played
"New Big Prinz" which sounded nice, and people did do the
"appreciated!" part...i was one of 'em. They also did a great
version of "Janet Vs. Johnny"...which made me think of something
like..."Hexen Definitive/Strife Knot"...
He passed the mic
to this kid at the front who didn't seem to know what to do with it...so
I grab it and sing three or more verses of "Prinz"...then
pass it to these guys at my right, who promptly yell stupid shit...whatever...the
mic drops back on stage..the band walk off...then come back with "Damo"
which took Mark about 2 mins to come back out to sing...by that point
I had the mic again...and was scatting Smith-isms over the band, except
the mic wasn't on..bah! So Mark comes out, looks for the mic, and I
wave it at him...he reaches down to take it then says something to me,
and of course i could'nt make out a word of it...
sounded great, the band played it well, and the audience was singing
along...OH! I forgot that somewhere along the line, Dingo broke a bass
string midsong, and played the rest of the set with three strings...he
eventually got to put another on for the encore, but it was slightly
out of tune...props to him though, bass strings don't break very often,
and he handled it well.
They did play "Ghost
In My House" and closed with Mark and Dave doing "Going To
Spain" which I thought sounded fine. The Audience howled for more
constantly...to no avail. The last thing Mark did before leaving the
stage was to pick up Ben's guitar and drop it on the ground...his escape-route
hindered by going the wrong way...he was escorted by a soundguy to the
REAL stage exit. Hahaha...
A couple of highlights
to the eve...i handed Mrs.Smith a stack of my band's cds, and she put
'em in her bag...sweet woman..we traded a thumbs up...a girl standing
near me asked if I "know him" refering to Mr.Smith, i replied:
"I know him, but not personally..." to which she says, "Can
you get me backstage, I want to meet him...I want him to sign my tits..."
!!!???...at least that's what I thought she said... It was probably
her shirt she wanted signed. And the FullMoon/lightning storm after
leaving the club was beautiful. Thanx, and take care.
From the Jazz
Butcher Conspiracy list:
US fans of the Fall
contemplating seeing them: I just saw them live here in Atlanta at a
sold out small club and sad to report Mark Smith was falling down trashed.
They only played an hour. As soon as they left the stage half the audience
just left, not even waiting for the encore. The faithful and the morbidly
curious who stayed saw three encores of one song each, none worth the
bother, as the band, feeling bad, apparently, kept dragging him back
out. The band was very good, and Smith was into it for a few minutes
at a time, but I wish I had saved my $20.
The Delgados' release "Hate" is a otherworldly great.
14 - The Parish at the House of Blues, New Orleans:
1:00am New Orleans
time, just got back from the show at HOB. Couldn't get a straight answer
on why the postponement [the show was scheduled for July 13]. A manager
at HOB (didn't get his name) put it off on the band, but didn't get
specific. A different opening band played than what was advertised.
The Fall were late starting, but played much longer than their given
time allotment. HOB in N.O. likes to wrap it up by 11:30 latest. It
went an hour beyond that. I was very impressed with the show. Keep in
mind I haven't kept up with Mr. Smith & Co. since the early eighties.
Their sound was much more refined from what I remember twenty-plus years
ago, while still retaining that rawness I enjoyed so much back then
(and now). A soliloquy opened the show, but I was close to the stage
with the main speakers behind me and couldn't understand what was said.
Lots of Iggy/Stooges filler between sets. Hope it's not nearly so long
before I can see the band again.
15 - Mary Jane's Fat Cat, Houston:
(from the message board):
Never thought in
my lifetime (or what's left of Mark's) that MES and crew would come
to Houston, TX. Last time was apparently in 1981 (?) The move to a smaller
venue (Fat Cat's) was because of slow ticket sales, which was a bit
depressing. The venue switch combined with a hurricane to the south
of Houston had me thinking MES would cancel. However, the smaller venue
played into the "group's" hands perfectly. And a storm did
indeed arrive in town, in the form of a shrunken-head elf behind the
Saw them in Austin
about 10 years ago for the Infotainment tour. That show was the more
early 90's sound, with electronic effects, tape loops, etc. In comparison,
this Houston show was a true "rock" show and was tight, compared
to what I was expecting. MES seems to have surrounded himself with a
true band this time out, with the exception of his new "wife,"
who was fingering a bar-stool-mounted casio-like keyboard throughout
the entire show. (With the occassional back up singer's role.)
Playlist was similar
(virtually identical) to what's posted on the home Fall site, with the
major exception of "The Joke" being the opening number. This
was a brilliant choice, as it established the rock mood of the evening.
Instead of being satisfied with MES simply being himself on stage, I
was actually impressed with the entire band's solid performance, especially
(of course) MES himself, who was surprisingly professional, coherent,
in-time, and POSSIBLY even sober!
If I have any regret,
it was some of the tracks selected. A bit on the new side, but to be
expected. However, playing two tracks from Extricate was incredible.
Would have enjoyed the inclusion of one or two numbers from Infotainment,
and countless others from the past, but oh well.
In short, an impressive
performance. Hats off to MES and the boys (and girl).
16 - Emo's, Austin:
has some photos at http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~edge/thefall/
A few early comments
BIG fallnet contingent here. Even some former/part time members showed
up. They know who they are. we were treated to a corker of a show here
in austin. No walk offs, minimal knob fumbling. Volume a little loud
and muffled but ok. Nice meeting everyone here and will see some again
Awesome.......really the best I have seen them in years (for me goes
back to Leeds and 1988). Hip Priest was special. In fact about 1/3rd
of the set was unbelievably good.
Unbelievable. (Sean & Sean & Will & maybe Chris might have
more to say in coming hours. But suffice it to say - wow.)
Gary and Will are right. Rocked. The show made me make my first fallnet
post in maybe 1 1/2 years (um, this being the post). Can't wait til
tomorrow night in Dallas. Fucked up right now in the proper manner.
Yeah....I'm speechless. Last night was the best night of my life, hands
down. Wow. The fact that I got paid for it hardly seems fair. Of course,
my head feels like it's going to cave in and my stomach is likely going
to twist its way out some time this morning, but fuck it...I'm going
to Dallas tonight.
Set list (only first
few and the last songs in correct order, there may be one or two I've
The Joke / Telephone
Thing / Behind the Counter / Green-Eyed Loco Man / Contraflow / And
Therein / Janet vs. Johnny / F-oldin' Money>Kick the Can / Mountain
Energei / Sparta FC / Bourgeois Town / Mr. Pharmacist / I Am Damo Suzuki
/ Mere Pseud Mag. Ed. /
Way Round // encore 1: Big New Prinz // encore 2: White Lightning /
something Zeppelin sounding, not Antidotes [Dr. Buck's Letter]
Wasn't as impressed
as those who wrote comments on Fallnet. Haven't seen The Fall in about
ten years, used to see them a lot back in England in the early 90s.
They started well with The Joke, Smith coming on shortly after the song
started looking healthy and sober. Telephone Thing followed and but
for the lyrics was almost unrecognizable. Things got much better with
excellent rendition of Behind the Counter, one of the highlights. A
few more recent tracks followed, were okay. I thought And Therein started
poorly, the semi-acoustic arrangment didn't work for me but then half
way though it switched for the better. Sparta FC was excellent, the
whole band contributing vocals. Mr. Pharmacist was a crowd favorite
as always. Mere Pseud a bit of a mess, thrashy. Large crowd wasn't particularly
lively. During Big New Prinz Smith mouthed the words trying in vain
to get the crowd to sing along. All done at 1:30am. The band was good
but workmanlike and lacked a certain touch required to make some of
the songs shine. Prinz especially just got boring. Too many of the songs
just stop abruptly when Smith says instead of ending. I enjoyed it but
wouldn't call it exceptional.
so this is my first
post i know but nobody appears to have posted about last night's austin
show in any detail so i thought i'd mention a few things. having seen
the previous night's show in houston and having been a bit disappointed
by it, i was shocked by the austin show's jump in quality, which i attribute
to the much better venue and much larger, much more animated audience
(no offense to the houston people on the list). as in houston, i was
unimpressed by the version of "the joke" that opened the show,
but after that the band was never less than solid and at times, specifically
"new big prinz," "white lightning," "mere pseud
mag editor," "janet vs. johnny," and of course "dr.
buck's letter," they were downright brilliant. "i am damo
suzuki" made an appearance and was nice enough but needed a bigger
drum sound, which i think is a common complaint on this tour. people
threw dollar bills at the band during "f'oldin' money," which
i thought was odd, but hey, to each his own. as in houston, no "locus/xyralothep,"
which was a huge disappointment as it's probably my favorite on the
MES was well-behaved
throughout in the sense that there were no walk-offs and he didn't mess
with the amps too much (although near the end of the first set he removed
the mic from the bass drum), but i doubt the stagehand would agree with
me; i was endlessly amused by his fretting like an interior decorator
when MES so much as moved a mic stand. at times, mr. smith even appeared
to be enjoying himself, but maybe it was a trick of the light.
two encores, first
was "big new prinz" with the standard mic pass, which was
met enthusiastically by the audience. second was "white lightning"
and "dr. buck's letter."
so yeah. wonderful
show. apologies for any errors.
- Fallnet in full
force at the show. Met Will earlier in the day, know Chris I & Sean
O like the little brothers they are, met Sean P at the show. All a bunch
of grade-A nutjobs. Present company included.
- Sean O turned
to me when "The Joke" started. I think both of us felt impending
doom at that moment.
- It was not to
- Highlights of
the night don't include an ad hoc mosh pit started by some fat ponytailed
fucker when "Mere Pseud Mag Ed" burst out. My girlfriend was
kicking some ass. She worries about my back.
- When MES tossed
the mic out in the audience during "Big New Prinz," no less
than THREE FFs (the two Seans & Chris) were screaming into it "Check
the record, check the record." Like MES, Sean O kept adding "fucking"
to "He is not appreciated." Fabulous.
- I was a little
disappointed by "Telephone Thing" because the drummer just
basically got a groove going & never did any fills or shit like
that. But I realized as time went on that this is the best thing the
band can do, given MES's excesses - certainly songs like "Foldin'
Money," "Bourgeois Town" & "White Lightning"
benefit from being repetitive, so MES can join in when he wants. But
the band were on fire with the more complicated stuff - both "Dr.
Buck" & "Damo" were like fucking lightning rods,
tearing my goddamn soul out of my body.
- Magda was amazed
when I told her MES was around 45. "He looks 65," she said.
She also said something about his mandible, but you'll have to ask her,
she's the anatomist.
- I don't understand
his mic switching. Very weird. Also, what exactly is on the back of
his left hand that he finds so fascinating? Minimal knob-adjusting,
but he did turn Ben's guitar all the way off at one point (which I thought
was a kind of cool effect), & it's funny to watch both Ben &
the unnamed bassist readjust their knobs when MES's back is turned.
- The wife smiled
twice the entire time, I think. Much mockery of her diminutive casio,
but for the most part, it wasn't annoying or anything. When the Husband
steals the mic, it's hard not to think he doesn't want her to sing.
- Met Ben briefly
afterward, swell fellow. Got a picture of the majority of the Texas
Fallnet Squad, which I am sure Will will share.
Probably won't go
to Dallas tonight, as I am a party poop, an old guy, & have spent
three days in cars in the last seven. But surely Sean, Ben & Chris
will find a way to rub my nose in it.
Man, it was a great
> Any signs of
Cuz'n Roy on washboard? ...
Indeed, on Dr. Buck's
Cuz'n Roy wouldn't
let Chris & I up into the green room, even though we were DJing
and had "performer" privileges. The dialogue went something
CUZ'N ROY: Who are
ME: I'm the DJ. Graham [the owner] said he left some posters for us
CUZ'N ROY: You don't wanna go up there now, man, it's bad news.
ME: Really? That's the kind of stuff I wanted to see.
JIM (stage manager, who knows me): Hey man, I know you eat, breathe
and sleep this motherfucker, but right now he's got some sprightly little
ass to take care of.
ME: That's his wife!
CUZ'N ROY: I'll get your posters for you if you want. But you can't
come up here.
JIM: He's not going anywhere. You can come back later.
ME: All right, whatever.
And then I got so
hazy and drunk I never bothered. But meeting Ben and Dingo was good
> How's MES
holding up in the 112-degree Texass summer conditions?
He wore the leather
jacket for about 2 minutes before removing it. His shirt was soaked
through with sweat during the encore. But they all seemed to thrive
on the heat, believe it or not. MES looked so much healthier than when
I saw him in NY, much more into the performance too.
> ... Any storm-chasing
adventures with Hurricane Edw-- uh Claudette?
Apparently the rain
was dripping all over the stage and they had some electrocution scares
during the soundcheck, but nothing dramatic.
Yes, the Fall were
*excellent* in Austin. Will, Gary, Sean and their respective female
friends are all nice people. The female keyboardist actually *smiled*
once or twice. MES seemed to be entranced by the huge ring on his finger
during half the set. He threw the mic into the audience during the end
of "New Big Prinz," which resulted in 10-15 people (myself
included) wrestling for it to shout the "he is not appreciated"
chant. The drummer was a little bit stiff, but otherwise he did a very
good job. I would have liked to hear more "Country on the Click"
stuff, but I was more than satisfied by what they actually played:
Behind the Counter
Green-Eyed Loco Man
Kick the Can
Sparta FC (played *much* faster than on record)
I Am Damo Suzuki (drums were actually in time w/ the rest of the song,
unlike the recorded version)
Mere Pseud Mag Ed. (this song incited a mosh pit)
Janet vs. Johnny (I think)
Mr. Pharmacist (this one *also* incited a mosh pit)
New Big Prinz
Dr. Buck's Letter
The opening bands,
I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness and The Fatal Flying Guilloteens,
were also excellent.
Overall, this was one of the best bills I've seen all year!
17 - Gypsy Tea Room, Dallas:
Thanks to Terry for the ticket.
Here's an email
my pal Rick in Dallas sent me about The Fall gig last night. It was
his first Fall show.
Well, it was definitely
the weirdest show Ive ever been to. Dont know if this is a typical Fall
show or not, but it was really strange. I wasnt sure how many people
would be there for the show, but the show was packed. They played at
a pretty small intimate club, the same place where I saw Rufus Wainright
and the Makers (two different shows). The club has a small stage where
smaller bands play, and then a large stage in a back room where bigger
touring bands play, more on this later. You told me to get up front,
so, I stood directly in front of the stage in front of the band. That
afforded me a great view of the weirdness. The band came out and started
the first song without Mark E. Smith. He showed up a few minutes into
It was obvious that
Mark was incredibly drunk or high on something. You could tell because
he was staggering around, never staying in one place for but a moment.
Throughout the whole set, he was constantly fucking with things. He
would go up the the guitar amp and adjust the volume while singing a
song. He would go up to the bass amp and adjust the knobs to get the
sound he wanted for that song, even turning the bass completely off
during one song, to the obvious annoyance of the bassplayer. He walked
over to the keyboardist and adjusted her keyboards while she was playing
them, because he didnt like the angle at which they were. He used all
three microphones that were set up for the different players, and he
kept getting tangled up in the cords, and the stands and at one point
the guitarist had to grab a mic stand so it wouldnt fall on Mark's back.
This went on the whole set. You could tell the band was freaking out
and wondering what was gonna happen next. I suspect this probably happens
all the time, as they stayed in character for a while, but then at one
point, I think Mark was singing the wrong song or forgot the words,
and the guitarist kept laughing at him.
By the way, even
though it was incredibly weird, and was in constant danger of just falling
apart. The band was incredible. They were so tight and the music was
great, and with Mark's monotone vocals over it, it was a definite surreal
experience. I'd rank it as one of my favorite shows.
The thing that I'm
still confused about happened at the end. After the last song, the band
left the stage and went into the dressing room. Everyone wanted more,
so they were cheering and clapping. This went on for 10 minutes or so,
until the keyboard player came back out. She got on the mic and said
the band wanted to play a couple of more songs, but that stage was too
small, so they were going to play on the big stage in the next room.
She then went back into the dressing room.
confused, but slowly everyone in the club walked into the back room
for the encore. I thought this was very strange, since the stage in
the other room had no equipment on it, and all their stuff was on the
back and forth between the two stages wondering what was going on. I
stayed for about another 20 minutes, but the band never came out. I'm
wondering, was this just a cruel prank by the band? Why would you try
to make 150 people or so pissed at you? It was very confusing. I finally
left when I saw the bassplayer come out and sit with some people he
knew. The band was obviously not coming back out.
Well, I hope this
review isnt too long-winded. It was a really weird, but great show,
I'm glad I went.
The Joke - right off the sound was 10 times better than Austin. The
drums were loud and clear and they were playing in the small room at
Gypsy Tea Room, not even filled up, so we had plenty of room and the
sound filled the room nicely.
Telephone Thing - terrible again
Behind the Counter - worse than last night
Green-Eyed Loco Man - fair
...and Therein - really awful, Mark singing the same verse three times
Contraflow - better
Mountain Energei- good
F-oldin' Money/Kick the Can - fucked up, in a good way, with the vocals
trailing off in disgust or indifference
Bourgeois Town - much much better than last night
Touch Sensitive - not played the night before, so a pleasant surprise,
but it didn't sound so good. Music bad, vocals good
Sparta FC - great again, I really like this song
I Am Damo Suzuki - better, mainly because the drums were all there.
Sounded very much like D.S. in Oh Yeah.
Mere Pseud Mag Ed. - weak
Mr. Pharmacist - it looked like the bassist showed Mark the setlist
and waved off a song or two, confirmed when they played this and walked
(New Big Prinz - on the setlist but not played)
I was deeply disappointed
that they didn't come back on for New Big Prinz. After a few minutes
of ovation, the wife came back on to say that the stage was too small
and they were going to play the encore on the bigger stage in the other
room, so everyone piled in there, but it was not to be - of course.
We talked to the guitarist afterwards, he said Mark was pissed when
he saw the bigger stage earlier in the day. He told us how he became
a Fall member after playing in a Pink Floyd cover band, and a story
about getting bitten on the neck by a stripper in New Orleans. He had
the mark to prove it - a real vampire she must have been.
After a little while,
the road manager shepherds Mark out of the dressing room and begins
playing washboard and singing "My frenz don't add up to one hand,
etc." while Mark smiled and looked around a little sheepishly.
A lot of people were still standing around, and he got warm applause
for this "encore" before being herded back into the dressing
room. The guitarist told us they were going to the JFK memorial tomorrow,
so we suggested they buy the JFK salt and pepper shakers - the salt
actually comes out of the holes in the back of his head. The Fall at
Dealey Plaza - tourist cheeseballs!
Attended the Fall
show on July 17 in Dallas, Texas. My first time to see the Fall. The
venue is called The Gypsy Tea Room. It is divided into two areas. The
larger holds about 700 and the smaller about 250. The Fall played the
smaller stage. I don't think there were more than 100-150 people there.
Their were two opening acts, the Go (In?) Betweens and The Falkons.
The first group was pretty good, a little sloppy though. The Falkons
were incendiary. The place would have burned down if it wasn't made
of brick. Their style of music doesn't really mesh well with The Fall,
though. Straight out rockers.
I wish I could give
you the set list for The Fall, but someone snagged it after the first
set. I do know they started with The Joke. I also recognized Mr. Pharmacist
and I Am Damo Suzuki. I have heard most of the others, but I am unable
to match the tunes to the correct titles. The show was excellent, given
the exceedingly tiny stage. You could see some frustration from the
band members in their not be able to move around very much. The female
keyboard player (MES's wife?) looked bored throughout the entire show,
not cracking a smile even once. This may not have been entirely their
fault, given the zombies in the audience. I can see why bands other
than the big names like The Eagles and crap are recluctant to play Dallas.
Most everyone just stood there, with a few head-nodders. I mean, theoretically
everyone there enjoys The Fall's music, otherwise they wouldn't be there.
Anyway, enough of
my rant. I thoroughly enjoyed what is most likely my only opportunity
to see The Fall, and would not have traded it for anything. I do have
one more thing to add, though. I was totally stunned to see MES in person.
For someone who is only 3 years older than me, the man looks like he's
70! I'm glad I stopped drinking when I did. :-)
Whatever. I felt
robbed. The first time I was ever bored during a Fall show. I'd characterize
it as "awful," especially in light of their dead-on performance
in Austin. Smith obviously didn't give a shit and, for once, neither
The bit where they
had us move into the larger room was a great metaphor for the Fall experience
though; it was a very Zen meditation on being a Fall fan.
After Sunday's New
York gig Dingo told me they'd just heard that Simon Spencer (of D.O.S.E.
and Levitate fame) died from choking on his vomit at Glastonbury. Very
details to hand: The Idiot Joy Show - a double CD containing
two live shows, recorded by Mike Bennett.
DISC ONE - RECORDED
AT THE CAMBRIDGE CORN EXCHANGE 1995
Idiot Joy Show [sic] / The Chiselers / 5 6 7 PM [sic] / Feeling Numb
/ Edinburgh Man / Don't Call Me Darling / Stay Away (Old White Train)
/ Behind The Counter / Glam Racket / The Coliseum
From Stefan's gigography
this looks like it is in fact The Junction, Cambridge 24 October 1995
minus the first 4 tracks (Tunnel / Pearl City / The Joke / The City
DISC TWO - RECORDED
AT ROSKILDE FESTIVAL 1996 EXCEPT *
Intro / Pearl City* (recorded at Phoenix Festival 1996) / 15 Ways /
Das Vulture Ans Ein Nutter Wain / Spinetrack / The Mixer / Cheetham
Hill / Powder Keg / Hey Pep! / Chilinism
And this doesn't
look anything like Roskilde tracklisting, which was: Pearl City / The
Chiselers / US 80's-90's / Spinetrak / The Mixer / Behind the Counter
/ Feeling Numb / Cheetham Hill / He Pep / DIY Meat
So, all in all,
up to the usual standards we know and love with Fall live albums (this
one is on NMC/Burning Airlines, by the way). Oh, and the sales note
says: "Includes unreleased material from Light User Syndrome and
Cerebral Caustic albums." Unreleased as in these particular live
versions of the tracks. Blah!
You might have trouble finding this one in the shops at the moment, since
the distributor has apparently gone into receivership.
Yet more Fall
product on the way:
- Live at
the Phoenix Festival 1995-1996, due out August 25, according
On the BBC's Strange Fruit label. That photo on Amazon looks familiar!
- The War
Against Intelligence, due out September 1, according to Amazon.
This will be a compilation of Fontana/Phonogram albums and singles tracks
1990-92, put together by Daryl Easlea for Universal. Daryl says it will
fit well with Conway's Listening In, but we haven't
seen the tracklisting yet...
Words of Expectation
review by Steve:
Sound is clear and
with a nice depth. Not sure if its a lot better than circulated tapes
recorded from the air though. Chiseller session if anything sounds a
little thin but maybe I just had the bass up when recording it originally.
All in all hearing these is a bit like seeing your kids wearing new
clothes that suit them.
get the lot as planned cos having gone from one ep track to 4 track
ep to single album to double album - one could hypothesise a slow release
schedule out to the full lot, ie a triple next year, a 4 cd box the
year after &etc.
Minor quibble about
details - there are no personnel listed per session, you could almost
extrapolate it from the by numbers sleevenotes but not quite if you
didn't know already.
A more major flaw
is the choice of cover photography. No prob with Smith being on 3/8
of the cover space but Bramah also having a full plate and a half seems
a bit excessive especially as the only other people pictured at all
are Lard n Brixie on the pullout. Maybe only the first session ever
got photographed? Nice MES photos on the insert though.
Fall Multimedia Project website has Lay of the Land
from the Whistle Test and Solicitor in Studio from Granada
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19mar02 Euro tour reviews, Record Collector
interview., Wire review, new Fall discog., misc.
13feb02 comp results, Athens review, Bournemouth
13jan02 Timekode, Pan, bad German translations,
NME 2/25/89 interview
02jan02 album reviews, ancient Usenet refs
12dec01 MCR gig reviews, album reviews,
28nov01 mammoth US tour edition
13nov01 first batch of AYAMW reviews, London
Forum gig reports
5nov01 Euro gig reports, Knitting Factory
19oct01 UK gig reports, studybees interview
30sep01 tour / booking details, 1979 fanzine
9sep01 not much
28aug01 Flitwick single, 82/83 gig pics
31may01 Dublin pics, Cash for Questions, Guardian
29apr01 IR, UK gig reviews
9apr01 NL gig reviews
3mar01 Dublin gig, Invisible Jukebox
28jan01 World Bewitched details
1jan01 some ace Castlefield pics
19dec00 more reviews
1dec00 tour reviews, crap interviews
10nov00 Unutterable reviews
21oct00 Stanza festival, HighSmith Teeth, comedy
11oct00 RFH reviews, new Cog Sinister releases
12sep00 DOSE interview, Fall calendar
22aug00 Portugal, Manchester gigs
9aug00 bits & pieces
23jul00 Psykick Dance Hall, Pure As Oranj details,
Triple Gang reviews
9jul00 few bits
20jun00 Ashton, Hull, Middlesbrough, Glasgow,
Edinburgh reviews, old Volume piece
30may00 LA2 reviews
22may00 few old LP reviews
2may00 bits & pieces
24apr00 TBLY #19 details, Prop details
8apr00 more Leeds reviews. WSC interview, other
26mar00 Doncaster, York, Leeds reviews, BravEar
interview (plus others)
14mar00 various reviews, old Liz Kershaw i/view
24feb00 Past Gone Mad details
13feb00 few bits & pieces
30jan00 tour details, Tommy Blake stuff
20jan00 TBLY #18 details, Hanley in Mojo
10jan00 Dragnet doylum, New Year message, etc
older news: Nov 1997 - Dec 1999