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Thursday, April 03, 2008
Crazy From the Heat
I keep finding myself reading tomes on pop cultural icons. I made it through all 900+ pages of Bob Spitz's doorstop on The Beatles a little while back before diving into Neal Gabler's book on Disney (thus yesterday's ridiculous post comparing Walt to Sam Adams). Now I'm working my way through David Lee Roth's rambling, often incoherent but extremely entertaining 1997 autobiography Crazy From the Heat. It doesn't disappoint. Here's an excerpt from a chapter Roth devotes to stage props from his live shows:
The giant microphone, as well as the parade saddle, the inflatable legs, et cetera, all had to be designed and manufactured, okay? The best meeting was when I said, "Okay, we'll use the boxing ring again, but we should put four devils, statues of devils, on each corner, like the album cover A Little Ain't Enough. And on cue, I want them to pee Jack Daniel's into the audience. There were several technical meetings involving prop managers, stage directors, experts.
Entertainment, sure. Or at least more entertaining than paying $100+ to see Springsteen in the year 2008 "At times (mostly before the show and on the MAX afterwards) it felt like the uncomfortable last moments of some accounting firm's Christmas party." Yikes.