Us rockers take Reading by storm
This eagerly anticipated double header has been careering through the UK for a couple of weeks now and finally rolled into Reading this last weekend. It’s now firmly mid-week and I still can’t hear properly. I’m pretty sure my liver is fucked too. Ah well, me and a couple of hundred others too I reckon.
I managed to miss most of tour openers Dead City Ruins, due in no small part to the wallet-raping prices at everybody’s favourite Reading venue. Well that and a ridiculously early start. Anyhow, I digress. Classic rock, beards, denim, etc. Kinda cool if you like that sort of thing, which I do. Will definitely try and catch ’em next time round.
Once again promoting their “Stairway to Hell” EP, Ugly Kid Joe emerged to a rousing welcome, none more so than upon the appearance of Whitfield Crane. With a look in his eyes that suggested one too many coffees (?), the crowd were in the palm of his hand from the get go.
Crane knows how to work an audience and, with their arms swaying in unison, they lapped it up like thirsty puppies. Pillaging from their classic releases (very cool to hear Goddamn Devil!!), with a couple of new tracks thrown in, it was really good to see a band on the comeback trail actually look like they were enjoying themselves and not just looking for an easy pay check.
Klaus Eichstadt was on fire, and from a completely selfish point of view, that is all I care about. Great guitar player, even if his socks were ridiculous……
Yes they played “Everything About You”, but the cover of Motorhead’s “Ace of Spades” was just insane. In a good way. It was also the point where Scambot became a dancing fool for the first time this evening………..if only it had been the last……..
People need to get over the whole “it’s not really Skid Row without Sebastian” thing. It’s irrelevant and what’s more it’s boring as fuck. I’m not saying that half the audience were dumb, but c’mon guys it’s been years now, stop whining and enjoy the show…….
…..and what a show it was.
Kicking off with “Let’s Go” from United World Wide Rebellion, it was clear that the Skid Row boys weren’t going to let UKJ steal their thunder. Big Guns, 18 & Life, Piece of Me….all genre defining classics given an airing tonight. The fact is, love him or hate him, Johnny Solinger gives it his all throughout the set and I give him a shitload of credit for that. Singing over a couple of hundred backing vocalists can’t be easy.
Rachel Bolan was the reason I got into the Ramones. That alone makes him one of, if not the coolest bass players ever. Fact. “Psychotherapy” was a raucous blast which I’ve been waiting on seeing for way too long….
My hearing was well and truly fucked by the time “Monkey Business” came round, Snake and Scotti trading off centre-stage before that massive riff kicked in. Why it isn’t seen as one of those classic metal riffs like Back in Black, I’ll never know.
Watching Scotti Hill rip it up on his Bootleg guitar, it was clear that he’s having a blast on this tour. Not sure about the boiler suit / eyeliner combo but each to their own and all that! Encoring with perennial crowd favourite “Youth Gone Wild”, and the bombastic “Slave to the Grind”, there were handshakes for the front row, and then they were gone.
Days later, my hearing is still shot, I’m pretty sure I’m in the midst of a week long hangover, and Skid Row are still one of all-time favourite bands. Kinda says it all.
‘Til next time guys, I’ll see you down the front.