Back Home - Live At The Kursaal, Southend 1975"
|I'm completely confused.
Don't know where to start this bit here. Let me try it this way. Today
I fished the above promo from my mailbox (without the DVD that comes with
it in the commercial release), When I put it into the CD player I just
went over the top. This is so, so, so ...
You're there with them. You see Lee, Wilko, Sparko and The Big Figure on stage (I'm talking about the audio CD here). You see they're having fun. A lot of people are having fun. And you? You just stand there, you can't close your mouth anymore. You think you've died and gone to heaven. A party at the pearly gates.
YOU ARE AT A BLOODY BRILLIANT DR. FEELGOOD GIG!
Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI. Thank you EMI.
THIS is the way to do things. This is absolutely the best thing that has been released since ... I don't know when. This is the Kursaal in Southend in 1975 and the Feelgoods are welcomed back home. The band is hot and still hungry. They deliver the set in style. In high class style. Sometimes even in an almost comical style. "Another Man" benefits from some deadpan background vocals (The Big Figure?) and so does "Don't You Just Know It" where it sounds almost funny with Lee seeming to push on his guest singer. Or how about "You Shouldn't Call The Doctor (If You Can't Afford The Bills)".
"Keep It Out Of Sight" never had Lee Brilleaux growling like this. This must have been one of his finest hours on stage. Man, Lee, we miss you! You're the one!
Wilko on guitar is his usual self. Driving the band through, clicking with the rhythm section of Sparko on bass and The Big Figure on drums (and background vocals, I suppose). Blistering guitar and a rhythm section to kill for make good music indeed. This set smokes and the old saying of "all killer, no filler" has never been truer. I'm running out of superlatives faster than this gig flies by.
Compared to this set, the "Stupidity" release is a lame duck. Stupidity sounds like a few songs thrown together with no regard to what an actual gig could be. The package on offer now gives you an organic set. Not a live recording that sounds like being done in a studio and dabbled with so long, there's nothing left of the original recording. This was probably remastered (it doesn't say on the promo). Granted, I was never 100 % happy with "Stupidtiy", as good a record as it might be, but this here takes the cake. This band is in a league of their own. The Dr. Feelgood league.
I don't want to go on about the one minor complaint I have, I even understand now the reason to call this release "Going Back Home". And you still stand there at the pearly gates (mind you, no rain, no mud, just a satisfying feeling and your mouth still hanging wide open). Then the gig is over and you come out of your dream. And you set your CD player in repeat mode and ask Saint Peter once more for a front row seat.
Man, do I love these guys!
Going Back Home