Comments on: The natives call me Mr. Speed http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/ Searching for one brief hour of Madness & Joy Thu, 09 Sep 2010 15:17:28 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: Sharon http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-597 Wed, 30 Mar 2005 11:04:51 +0000 http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-597 RAAAR! When I bought albums for the cover, I ended up with R.E.O. Speedwagon. No fair. RAAAR!

When I bought albums for the cover, I ended up with R.E.O. Speedwagon. No fair.

]]> by: Jimbodacious http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-596 Tue, 29 Mar 2005 18:01:16 +0000 http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-596 I never did get into KISS, other than Detroit Rock City (good riff and energy). But I had a chance a couple years ago to go see them (with Ted Nugent opening. Now THAT man can ROCK!) And by hook and crook, the photog I was with got us to the FRONT ROW! It was one of their farewell tours (number three, I think) and they were showing their age BIG TIME. The guitar player (whatshisname) was sweating bad and was looking desperately out of breath (hey, they don't call Denver the Mile High City for nothing). But the best, and what kept me laughing hysterically thought the entire show, was Gene Simmons with his cellulitic ass trying to kick those platform shoes of his during various songs. It all started out well enough, with energy and verve. But by the third or fourth song, the kicks were so lame and weak they couldn't have connected with a 3-year-old's diaper. Pathetic. So I'm laughing and pointing with my photog friend, Todd, and Gene takes a ride up in his lifting device (I guess to save him from having to climb stairs) and I notice him looking down at me from on high. And he's chewed something to make his mouth gush blood. And I keep an eye on the buggar and sure enough, he lets fly with a glob right over my head. I saw it coming and stepped out of the way as it splattered right where I was standing. I must say, he showed considerable accuracy from way up there and I'm sure that's how he intended to GET ME for laughing at his fat, out-of-shape ass. But fuck him. After he came down, I yelled that he missed. He avoided eye contact after that. The rest of the band may be decent guys, but Gene is a certifiable ass hole. After hearing his interview on Fresh Air a couple of years ago, I couldn't help but think that the guy is a dick. And after seeing that lame show, I'm sure of it. I never did get into KISS, other than Detroit Rock City (good riff and energy). But I had a chance a couple years ago to go see them (with Ted Nugent opening. Now THAT man can ROCK!) And by hook and crook, the photog I was with got us to the FRONT ROW!
It was one of their farewell tours (number three, I think) and they were showing their age BIG TIME. The guitar player (whatshisname) was sweating bad and was looking desperately out of breath (hey, they don’t call Denver the Mile High City for nothing).
But the best, and what kept me laughing hysterically thought the entire show, was Gene Simmons with his cellulitic ass trying to kick those platform shoes of his during various songs.
It all started out well enough, with energy and verve. But by the third or fourth song, the kicks were so lame and weak they couldn’t have connected with a 3-year-old’s diaper. Pathetic.
So I’m laughing and pointing with my photog friend, Todd, and Gene takes a ride up in his lifting device (I guess to save him from having to climb stairs) and I notice him looking down at me from on high. And he’s chewed something to make his mouth gush blood. And I keep an eye on the buggar and sure enough, he lets fly with a glob right over my head. I saw it coming and stepped out of the way as it splattered right where I was standing. I must say, he showed considerable accuracy from way up there and I’m sure that’s how he intended to GET ME for laughing at his fat, out-of-shape ass. But fuck him.
After he came down, I yelled that he missed. He avoided eye contact after that. The rest of the band may be decent guys, but Gene is a certifiable ass hole. After hearing his interview on Fresh Air a couple of years ago, I couldn’t help but think that the guy is a dick. And after seeing that lame show, I’m sure of it.

]]> by: Robert, Bob in a former life http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-595 Tue, 29 Mar 2005 12:16:34 +0000 http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-595 Sid, Sorry to be "the guy who suggests things you should blog about", however, reading your post and encountering the Ratt sidenote brings up an interesting future topic: Closet bands. Or, rather bands that you know you're going to get razzed about if you bring up your past affections. Everyone has at least one that, to this day, you still hum -- but only out of earshot. I think CMJ used to do something similar called Geek Love. Sid,

Sorry to be “the guy who suggests things you should blog about”, however, reading your post and encountering the Ratt sidenote brings up an interesting future topic: Closet bands. Or, rather bands that you know you’re going to get razzed about if you bring up your past affections. Everyone has at least one that, to this day, you still hum — but only out of earshot.

I think CMJ used to do something similar called Geek Love.

]]> by: sid http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-594 Tue, 29 Mar 2005 06:53:55 +0000 http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-594 Awww, thanks, man! It took three days and almost half a bottle of chianti to finish, mostly because I am intimidated by your musical musings (seriously). Unfortunately, my vinyl copy of "Rock and Roll Over" is in storage, but I downloaded all the songs to get in the mood. It's times like this that file sharing comes through for me. Awww, thanks, man!
It took three days and almost half a bottle of chianti to finish, mostly because I am intimidated by your musical musings (seriously).
Unfortunately, my vinyl copy of “Rock and Roll Over” is in storage, but I downloaded all the songs to get in the mood. It’s times like this that file sharing comes through for me.

]]> by: Crackity http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-593 Tue, 29 Mar 2005 06:43:36 +0000 http://www.winkie.org/2005/03/28/the-natives-call-me-mr-speed/#comment-593 You nailed it, Sid. This is the "Detroit Rock City" of why-I-love music essays. Thanks for writing it. You nailed it, Sid. This is the “Detroit Rock City” of why-I-love music essays. Thanks for writing it.

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