OH !! FUCK THAT (sacramento 1983)

 

 

 

Format: 2 CDR, 21 tracks, ~ 87min

Label: Zone 51 Prod 858.01/02

 

 

Disc1 : 40.45

01. radio show

02. intro

03. back in the saddle

04. bigh ten inch record

05. mama kin

06. three mile smile

07. reefer head woman

08. lord of the thighs

09. no more no more

10. lick and promise

11. sick as a dog

 

Disc2 : 46.26

01. steven talk

02. sweet emotion

03. crow

04. dream on

05. same old song and dance

06. walk this way

07. milk cow blues

08. toys in the attic

09. encore

10. train kept a rollin

 

Recorded live at:

The cal expo amphitheater

Sacramento.california.usa

August 02th.1983

 

comments:

Audience recording

The best show of the band's summer

mini-tour, Tyler is at his most

coherent. “What are you guys fighting

 about?” Tyler says after the opening tune, as he tries to stop fans going after each other.  “Come on, come on.” The first verse of “Mama Kin” goes missing, but Tyler is back for the rest. He improvised “keep in touch with uncle Jim, tell him that you can not swim!”  “How come you are so far away?” Tyler says after, noticing the crowd is kept back by barriers. Legendary rock promoter Bill Graham produced the show and was known for top security. But Tyler continues:  “I'd knock that down if I were you. Anyway, we 're gonna do a lot of songs we haven't does in six, seven, eight years.” Tyler calls Crespo over for the background vocals during “Three Mile Smile,” “Come here, Jimmy!” The warm summer night seems to draw people from all over California's sprawling Central Valley. “How many people we got out here tonight?” Tyler says as he looks out of over the ocean of fans. “Thirty thousand? Forty?” “No More No More” ends into a Kramer shuffle that ends up being the start to “Lick And A Promise.” “Kicking Some ass tonight!” Tyler says as the band launches into “Sick As A Dog,” which comes to an end with Tyler saying, “The only acapella band in rock and roll history!” Before “Sweet Emotion” Tyler addresses the crowd: “There ain't nothing like the real thing, is it? And I don't mean us, I mean you! I see faces I ain't seen in years. You fuckers, you come back. Ok, what do you want to hear?” Someone in the crowds asks for “Nobody's Fault”  another “Come Together” and yet another “Seasons of Wither.”  “Joe Perry: fuck him!” yells another. “We'll show you how we write a song, OK? ..Some person comes up with a lick at rehearsal, right? Just this one particular time this white-haired motherfucker over here started playing this little thing. And this big-lipped motherfucker grabbed one of these things and went like this,” as Tyler shakes a maraca. “And all of a sudden it started to work. And I went, shit, that is sweet emotion,” with Tyler then jumping into the “Oh Well” lyric. “California motherfuckers used to throw joints up, what going on? Do I have to be straight for the whole set C'mon, throw me up a joint will you. Something. A vial or something?”  Someone in the crowd observes, “he's snorting something.” Crespo then launches “Dream On.”  During “Same Old Song And Dance” Tyler gets the crowd clapping and says “Let's write a song, all right?”  He then improves some lyrics and Crespo joins in, but he quickly realizes it's not going anywhere. “Oh, fuck that,” he says to laughs.  “We used to have someone who used to play piano, his name was Bobby Mayo. He's still here with us in spirit, but his name Tyler Brit,” Tyler says as he jams out on keyboards, playing some smooth, jazzy chords.  Before the “Train Kept A Rollin;” finale, Tyler humors the crowd: “I just heard some horrible news. They couldn't hear us back there and so we are  going to have to turn up, and we are going to have to start the show from the beginning. Anyway, I just got busted for smoking a joint, so are you going to chip in a buck so I can get out of jail tonight?