Motley Crue’s concert was on Monday night at 6:30pm. Doesn’t sound very “Motley Crue”, does it? Here is my story and review. Disclaimer: There will be profanity in this review. If you’re under 18 or 13 or if profanity makes your ears bleed, stop reading.
“When I say Motley, you say Crue! Motley! (the crowd chants Crue!) Motley! (Crue!),” were Tommy Lee’s last words as his shadowy tattooed frame bounced around the stage and vanished. This was the end of the show of all shows, or something like that. I don’t have too many friends like these fuckers, but I have (and have had) a few. It’s pretty rare when you have a buddy who can call you that and laugh and still be your buddy. But that’s what Motley Crue is all about. They simply encourage giving and getting the middle finger. Peculiar, yet liberating and even a bit refreshing all at the same time.
As for the music, I was unfamiliar with their new stuff, but it sounded good. Definitely on the same wavelength of their older music. I’ll have to check it out asap. Normally, I would have heard it before the show, but I’ve been super busy and couldn’t find time to do it.
I would have liked to hear longer intros to Kickstart My Heart, Dr. Feelgood and Looks That Kill (although they did have a different and slightly longer intro for this one). On the other hand, their music was pretty true to their album versions. They brought out a piano for Home Sweet Home and Tommy Lee jumped out from behind the drums and played the intro. There were also brief moments of (straight talk?) from Tommy Lee and Vince Neil. A bit heartwarming.
Mars was a better guitarist than I realized. He obviously enjoys experimenting with different effects. He has come up with some very interesting hooks. I was impressed when he played Jimi Hendrix’ “Voodoo Chile” for a minute or two. Six seemed pretty good too, but I couldn’t tell if his hair was real or not.
I was fortune to buy an $80 ticket at Cox Arena for just $40. Someone was trying to dump it and I’m glad I got there early because I probably spent 15 minutes waiting for this opportunity. Everything worked like clockwork though because after I got the ticket and a beer and found my seat, the band came on 10 minutes later! I was disappointed to discover they stopped serving beer about midway through the show. Insanity.
There was a very coarse and disappointing moment in the show though. Towards the middle, someone threw a bottle of water at Nikki Six and he had the poor girl thrown out of the stadium. It was clear she was just trying to be cool and join in the mayhem. Nikki even had some very disparaging things to say to her as she cried and left. Very uncool, dude. It was just a water bottle, you pussy.
Anyhow, this show was a lot of fun and really nothing more. I was thinking about going to the seawall at the Ocean Beach pier to ponder life’s deepest questions after the concert. I didn’t go and decided to go home instead because I didn’t have any new nuggets of wisdom to chew on. The messages here were enjoy, keep it simple and less is more . . . among other enlightening messages. Carry on boys, you motherfuckers (with two middle fingers held high in the air)!
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