Relapse Tour 1997 Philadelphia P.A. 11.10.97
Rock’s most influential band of the past twenty years took the stage in a sold out,
although, not jammed pack Corestates Center.
ain't no right
Ted, Just Admit It
The thick smoke filled air could have been severed using any sharp implement. The crowd
anticipating the raw unadulterated sounds of the L.A. spawned quartet, swayed back and
forth well aware that the five year absence of Dave Navarro, Stephen Perkins, and Perry
Ferrell would soon shudder to an end. And we would be splattered with wet images of
Jane’s friends’ souls.
To the sweet sounds of the arpeggited chordal intro of Ocean Size, Jane’s Addiction
minus Eric A. plus Flea, completed the picture of Island Paradise on stage.
The mighty warriors who smashed the music categorizing whores
were back in full, or so to speak, apparel.
God, I couldn’t wait.
Perry’s screeching prepubescent voice sped through the air into the ears and
brains of all on hand. "3, 4!"
Stephen’s all consuming kick drum jilted the rivets in highest part of the arena; Flea’s
Music Mann via Mesa Boogie cabinets thumped in perfect harmony with that kick drum;
and Dave’s Paul Reed Smith-Marshall JCM 900 combination rounded off the most perfect
sound these two ears have ever heard.
Jane’s fans old, older, and of new swayed like the waves of the Pacific on one of Perry’s
surfing excursions. Shrieks and Shrills, Whistles and Wallops shot up from the crowd.
Jane’s Addiction was back weathered worn, reborn, and mature!
Since the breakup in 1992, all the members have kept themselves busy with other projects,
but tonight they were in their element. They were back inside the womb which bore them.
Although, Eric was not in attendance, Flea strayed not from the original bass parts. Paying
homage to as he says, a hell of a bass player.
For Jane Says, Classic Girl, and Chip Away, the fellas moved onto a smaller stage set in
the sea of screaming fans. Somewhat of an island.
But the sound crew did not do their job. The microphones didn’t work, Stephen’s steel
drum was silenced through out the entire Jane Says. Dave’s guitar kept cutting in and
out. It was a general disaster.
The band looked sad, and regretful while atop their little island. But the
sea did not care. For the crowd just to be thirty feet from Jane’s
Addiction was excitement enough. But the bands' sails were losing
wind as they returned to the mainland and busted into Ted just Admit
But things were just not the same But for some reason, I was not fully satisfied. There was something
I think that we have all become accustomed to the outlandish behavior the uncensored
antics of the fab four during their brief, but explosive career. We have seen them kiss each
other, dance naked, and fight. Tonight was no different than another night, but it was
The songs were great the fans were great the band was great, but
the night, packed thick with anticipation didn’t fulfill the agreement.
Jane’s Addiction has matured as players and as people. The youthful
power they once possessed had given way to road and stadium experience.
Face it all four of them were once ten years ago a bar band, although
Flea was doing it was another group. All four were simply a struggling
unit waiting for stardom. Well they most certainly have it now.
Perry Farrell has created the most successful multi-band concert in the history of the
world, Lollapalooza. Dave and Flea have melded to become the melody and rhythm of one
of the most popular bands on the planet and Stephen has put on drum clinics world wide.
They are no longer a simple bar band. They are world renown superstars. And a bit of the
youthful edge has dissipated with stardom.
But all and all the show will go down in my memory as one of the top ten shows of all
time. But the 1990 Ritz in NY, the 1991 Madison Square Garden, and the 1991
Lollapalooza are still ahead of it.
Written By: Geoff T.