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travelled 365 miles for this show and boy was it worth it !
these guys never let me down in a live show and this was one of the best ever
the set was electrifying and the madness of the video shoot was a great icing on the cake !
long live the live experience that fishbone always provide
heading to the London show next week, and looked up to see when the last time i saw them - here it is! Insane. Three tracks in, Chris threw his trombone into the crowd - a huge ruck followed, and i managed to get an 18 inch piece of it, but nearly lost a finger on a jagged edge in the process! Still got the scar as a reminder... The make-shift trampoline on the huge logo/flag for the video shoot was a sight to savour.
I've been to a lot of gigs, from a lot of band, from a lot of different music types, but this one stands out as my all time number one.
The sheer energy on stage was immense, the music tight, the crowd wild, everything was right.
I don't remember all the details some of the other reviews mention - I do remember saxophones and trombones regularly flying between musicians and the wings, I remember the stage diving and crowd surfing, and a detail no-one seems to have remembered - Angelo climbing up a TV screen onto the balcony for a stage dive!
Some of the gig is captured in the Fight The Youth vid:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CY-PaxC2MXs
Fantastic. Now why Have I waited so long? And when are they coming to the UK again?
What a gig, 1st and only time I saw Fishbone live and what an experience, they blew me away , what a great live band. I remember the trombone incident and the giant flag over the audience. I also remember Angelo stripped butt naked behind his Sax and the subsequent photo's that made Kerrang magazine the following week. Hard to believe it's 17 years ago but I still have great memories and still into them as much now as I was then.Long live fishbone!!
Setlist
In the Land of the Mighty Whitey
GUITARIST Kendall Jones has called Fishbone's music ''a whole new radio
terrorism'', but that's barely the start. Imagine if George Clinton had
kept on going until he ran into Ornette Coleman, out where the air is
thin. Try adding a bit of Charles Mingus, Jimi Hendrix, Living Colour and
Public Enemy. Put it in an oven pre-heated to 2,000 deg. C.
Live, there is much to learn and admire. I can't remember the last time I
saw a naked man onstage, but there was Angelo Christopher Moore, proudly
wearing only a tenor saxophone and singing ''I'm a naz-tee may'en''.
''It's yo' ass that's goin' to jail, not mine,'' cracked Walter Kibby the
trumpeter.
Fishbone have blasted out of the LA ghettos like a travelling earthquake,
but behind the superficial appearance of chaos, there is mighty order and
discipline. From funk to free jazz, fiery riffs to rasta-pop, Fishbone
insist that you stop and think for a moment.
Maybe they overdo the warning stickers sometimes, trowelling on the
anti-drug message through Junkie's Prayer and Pray To The Junkiemaker,
hammering away at the white-man culture and politics that blanks out
African-Americanism, but there has never been such theatrical brain-food
as this. Trombones and delirious punters soar through the air as the
seven-piece band pogo round the stage like wallabies on heat. When the
band produced a giant Fishbone flag while they shot a video for Fight The
Youth, somebody obligingly threw himself on to it as trampoline-fodder.
Through the pandemonium, drummer Fish maintained a steaming funk beat,
while the guitarists saved some murderous soloing until the very end.
Prince came to see them in Paris, and Seal was here. They'll be back next
year, but for now, there's always The Reality Of My Surroundings, in all
formats.
The Guardian