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GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 – Last Day memories and reviews (Part 5)

Sunday – last day of the festival – started out as a total nightmare. The last thing you want when you’re in a field in the middle of nowhere – is rain! And it was pissing down. Vera didn’t even have a rain poncho or umbrella or anything, so we had to wait until the worst rain passed to we could go and get her a poncho asap. She would have been soaked without it.

And this last day we didn’t get any VIP-treatment, no backstage passes like the day before. Well – I had my press pass, I had that all 3 days, but Vera didn’t so we were out in the rain. I wanted to see Sebastian Bach but as the rain kept getting worse, even I wondered if I really wanted to see that show that bad…

The minute he got on stage, I knew what to do. I didn’t want to watch it. Actually, I was pissed off. No disrespect to Sebastian as an entertainer but the “problem” in this case was that I’ve seen SO many shows with Sebastian since 1989, I lost count already in 1992… He has ALWAYS been this bundle of energy, TNT dynamite on stage – I’ve come to expect that. When it was pissing down like this at Donington 1992 he ran out on stage, slid and fell on his ass – but continued singing! That’s what a true artist does.

But at Graspop he looked like a primadonna who didn’t want to get his hair wet! I’ve NEVER seen Sebastian act like that before. In 23 years this was the first time he had that attitude and I was disappointed.

When he just stood there, doing nothing, looking like he just wanted to go back to the backstage area it felt like it was anything BUT rock’n’roll. And when he stated “Belgium! This SUCKS!” I was even more pissed off because I was thinking to myself, as the water kept running into my eyes and my clothes were about to get soaked even through the rain poncho – “It’s not YOU standing out here getting soaked mothertrucker! I’m not gonna stand here if you’re not going to make it worth the trouble!”

[Seriously – what the hell was THIS all about…?]

THESE VIDEOS (each was less  than a minute long) WERE REMOVED FROM YOUTUBE BY “GET OFF MY BACH PRODUCTIONS INC” (=Sebastian Bach).
Further comments not necessary…..

So I left. The first time ever that I walked out on a Sebastian Bach or Skid Row show. Later on I heard from somebody who had stayed through the whole thing, that it got better towards the end of the show… Well, too bad my patience or the lack thereof, got the best of me in the rain and the cold. The last thing I need is an artist with a bad attitude.

The Marquee tent was a lot better. I had no idea who was playing in there, I didn’t care. I just wanted to stand somewhere where it wasn’t raining. The only problem was all the SMOKING in there. I felt like I was gonna puke. I get sick from cigarette-smoke, I really can’t handle it, it makes me panic. And people were smoking EVERYWHERE.

Smoke

I couldn’t hide from it, it was the same outside actually. Every time I wanted to take a deep breath of fresh air, I got a cloud of someone’s SMOKE in my lungs instead, which almost made me faint a few times. Smokers just don’t understand what it’s like to be subjected to their smoke. Some chick at Sweden Rock told me that “this is a festival, we SMOKE here!”. Okay – people pass out in their puke on festivals too, so what’s that got to do with anything?!

So I had my nose stuck in my jacket the whole time, the only way to avoid taking a deep breath of nicotine when I least expect it… Shouldn’t have to be that way. Maybe someday smoking will be a thing of the past.

Jan from JOP showed up, they had just arrived. Had a short chat with him, then he took off to check out the sound board the would be working with. I texted JOP’s former tour manager Anett to ask if she was there cause I knew she was going to the festival. She texted back saying she was up on the stage (Ugly Kid Joe’s stage).

Everybody’s impressed with UKJ – it’s like time stood still with those guys. They are still as cool and as valid as they ever were. There is still the naughty boyishness in them, the middle-finger teenage punkish attitude. They sound great and most of all I’m super impressed by drummer Yael Biz. She is freaking amazing!

Here she is with Alex Skolnick in a different project, she kicks major ass:

Whitfield Crane sounds great still, so all in all it was great seeing them live again. It was raining when they were playing Sweden Rock Festival as well, but at least this time they were in a tent. :)

When they finished their set I RAN out of the tent cause I could hear that EUROPE had started playing. It was still raining but I absolutely wanted to see them. Here is my shaky video of the powerwalk from the tent to the main stage – prepare to get sea sick! ;))

To be honest, I haven’t seeen Europe in many years because I chose NOT to. I remember them from their hayday, from the “hair-days” when they were on top and I didn’t want to ruin my good memories by seeing a bunch of old(er) family-guys with short hair. Just didn’t feel right. However, seeing them at Graspop was different somehow, it was a festival so I decided to go check it out. 

Now I regret that I wasted so many opportunities the past few years to go and see them. They REALLY made me proud to be Swedish! There was nothing about them that felt “old” in any way, they are still great on a big stage.

Joey Tempest was strutting – owning that stage. Unlike Sebastian he didn’t give a fuck about the rain. He put on a show like there WAS no rain! And he looked like he loved every second of it!

It sounded great – Europe is a perfect old-school arena-band. They know how to handle a large crowd and a big stage. I’m glad that I went to see them and it was WORTH standing in the rain for! Joey Tempest still knows how to entertain, I’ll be back for more. 

[Still kicking butt!]

After their show, I met up with Anett for just a few minutes and took a walk around the area. It was cold and damp so I decided to go back to the tent. Jon Oliva’s Pain was coming up.

Jan was busy working, Hanneke (light-tech) as well but she was so glad to see me, she jumped down to give me a hug. “You are welcome to join me up there if you want“, she said, so when she show was about to begin, I went up there. Hanneke rocks, always happy always up to something, it’s impossible not to like that girl. :)

Saw guitar-tech Fabio on the stage, haven’t seen him in ages, hoped to be able to get together with “the family” later and catch up a little! That didn’t happen though. I don’t know why, but at least I got to hang with the funniest bunch in the backstage bar afterwards – Fabio, Hanneke and Anett. We were laughing and having a great time, always a pleasure to hang out with them! :-D

The Jon Oliva’s Pain show…. Jon lost a lot of weight since I last saw him, he looked good. The new band sounded good but… I’m not sure why the band (or Jon) has chosen to just play songs from one album (Hall of The Mountain King).

Personally, I think it’s a step back, because this band has created some great music under the name Jon Oliva’s Pain since 2005 and I missed hearing those songs. Going back to the Savatage years feels unnecessary and wasn’t my cup of tea at all. Maybe it pleases the hardcore Savatage-fans but evenso they must have followed Jon’s work the past few years and learned to appreciate what he does now, so I don’t know who this was for, really.

But that’s only my personal opinion, it has nothing to do with the execution of the songs or the quality of the musicians. That is, as always, top-notch.

A bit sad and disappointed that I didn’t get to meet Jon this time. Maybe some other time.

Instead, I went to check out the merch, it had stopped raining. Met up with Vera, grabbed a bite and got ready to see Motorhead. But by the time they went onstage, it was raining again. I went to the VIP-bar and for the first time noticed that they had direct streaming of the show on the TV:s back there. Couldn’t be more perfect! I was under a roof and I could still watch the show! :)

What can I say about Lemmy…? Not too many surprises there. He is cool. He is very cool. He sounds like Lemmy and he gives the crowd what they want. Motorhead is a sure thing. You always know that they’re gonna deliver and WHAT they’re gonna deliver.

After Motorhead, I met up with Anett, Hanneke and Fabio in the backstage bar and nobody was particularly eager to see Guns n’Roses. First of all, we all expected them to be late as fuck, as usual. Then – we expected them to suck, like they have the past few years. Everyone I talked to that day hadn’t planned on seeing GnR. “Maybe the first two songs or something…”  – that was the general attitude. Nobody had high hopes for Axl & co.

No wonder, he’s screwed up so badly so many times that people just got tired of it. You can’t act any way you want nowadays because there’s always gonna be some other band that will steal your fans. Not even if you’re Axl Rose, will you get away with just anything.

We were just taking it easy back there when suddenly we heard this BANG and music from the stage. We all stood there with puzzled faces. “They started – already???” It was 20 minutes too early..???

I went out there to check if it was indeed GnR or something else. It WAS Guns…! They had opened with Chinese Democracy. I still didn’t think that they would deliver anything that would be worth staying for, so I stood there, far away from the stage with no intention of moving closer. I was sceptical.

The set continued with Welcome To The Jungle. At this point I was beginning to realize that Axl sounded freaking GREAT. He looked a lot better than the last time too – he lost weight and was actually MOVING on stage. Whooah!

A few songs later I was hooked. This was a different Axl than I remembered, and definitely a different Axl than I expected! It was as if he was pissed off at the criticism and had something to prove. 

So you think I’m fat?
You think I can’t sing anymore?
You think I can’t deliver the goods?
WELL – TAKE THIS MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

He was on a mission and I was blown away! I’ve never even been a GnR-fan ever. Never in a million years did I think that Axl Rose, of all people, would get my attention and even have me contemplating to miss the early flight home…!

We had to leave but first Vera wanted to see “just one more song“. And then I ended up thinking the same “just ONE more song…”. And Anett, who was supposed to go with us so we could drive her to her hotel, didn’t want to leave at all..! She said she would grab a shuttle or something – at the time nobody cared HOW they would get back to their hotels or airports, it was just a show that you didn’t want to walk out from…!

It dawned on me, for the first time ever, why Guns n’Roses once became the biggest rock band in the world. THIS was the reason. Axl had a fantastic evening – he created magic!

I read a review in Metal Hammer UK that said he “had the passion of a dead sheep” at some other gig, and I had to wonder if this show at Graspop was just ONE great show that we would see in years…? Cause if the band would continue to sound like THAT and Axl continue to sing flawless – and communicate with the crowd – I would GLADLY travel to see GnR again. 

But I guess you never know with that man. I’m glad and feel privileged that we got to witness a great GnR show that actually made people STAY and enjoy the show! I dragged Vera away from there somewhere after “Civil War” cause we HAD to beat the crowds and get out of there before all those thousands of people started heading for the exit.

We could hear Knockin’ on Heavens Door, Whole Lotta Rosie and Patience as we were walking to the parking lot.

The PERFECT ending to a PERFECT festival.

THE GRASPOP BLOGS:

GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 –  memories and reviews (Part 1)  

 

 

GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 – memories and reviews (Part 2)

 

GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 – MEGADETH memories and reviews (Part 3)

 

GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 – TWISTED SISTER memories and reviews (Part 4)

GRASPOP METAL MEETING 2012 – Last Day memories and reviews (Part 5)

 

Next up – Bang Your Head festival in Germany……….!

Does integrity exist in rock’n’roll?

AC/DC and Walmart…. A match made in heaven? I think not.

AC/DC and wallets, backpacks, t-shirts, mugs, baseball-caps, stickers and so on – better? Maybe not, but somehow more accepted because it’s still kept “within the family” so to speak.
I guess in the word integrity in rock’n’roll means “staying away from whatever is mainstream”.

Fans upset signature song used in Walmart commercial

We all know how pissed off fans get whenever their favorite metal band decides to experiement with something new

Van Halen doing “Jump” in 1984 caused a MAJOR protests. Oh-my-god. Blasphemy! KEYBOARDS in metal? What the f***. People back then could maybe stretch their tolerance to hammond-organs but no way in hell synthesizers had any business in metal.

When Judas Priest attempted it two years later with Turbo, they got the same reception. To this day, people feel like their heroes let them down.

Both bands were accused of being sellouts – because they were trying to cater to a wider audience. So they were treated like traitors. Being a metalhead means “keeping it in the family”.

I guess that’s why “real” rockers generally don’t like anything that has to do with stepping outside that frame.

Ozzy doing a reality-show, Judas Priest performing with James Durbin on American Idol, AC/DC selling their music to WALMART?!?! Where does it end, how much can metalheads accept?

We all know that it’s tough to be a musician these days. Nobody buys records anymore. Oh come on – honestly. When was the last time YOU actually BOUGHT a record? Possibly a collector’s item, but mostly, we all download or send mp3’s back and forth via e-mails or chats…. Artists can’t live on pure love and air only. :-) They need to survive.

I guess that’s why we’re seeing more of this now. KISS has always been a money machine. Funny enough, most of us have been perfectly okay with assisting them with that, by buying all kinds of “fun stuff” with the KISS-logo on it. But we did NOT like it when they did “I Was Made For Loving You“, because THAT was a HIT that NON-METALHEADS bought and liked. God forbid! Sellouts!

I guess that’s also why “real” rockers dislike bands like Bon Jovi, Def Leppard or Europe – because those bands actually appealed to everything and anything from kids to teenage girlies to actual music lovers. The reason why people think that Motörhead is a REAL metal band, is because generally, non-metalheads don’t like them.

You won’t see Lemmy in a reality show, he wouldn’t be caught dead doing anything like that. I guess out of most musicians today, he would be the ONLY musician I would say has true integrity that is solid as a rock. He is cool that way, I admire his attitude. It’s brave. I mean, alright, he let “Ace Of Spades” be used for a beer commercial, but that is somehow still rock’n’roll and very Lemmy. Its not WalMart!

Most bands nowadays are acting like whores. They would do anything for money.

One of the worst ways of moneymaking, is the “VIP packages” that are so big in America. Where they CHARGE fans to meet their idols. That is one of those things that I just have a hard time accepting.

What the fuck – I bought the records and the merch, I “liked” them on Facebook and added them on MySpace and Twitter, I’m wearing their freaking t-shirts and I’ve been crushed in the front row at their shows. And they can’t meet their fans for FREE? What’s wrong with that picture?

I realize that you can’t meet everybody, but usually, there are only a few people hanging around before and after the shows. Would it hurt inviting them in to listen to the sound check or have a beer on the bus? Providing they seem fairly normal of course…. I would never, EVER degrade myself to the point where I had to PAY a band to say hello to me, like some beggar. Fuck that.

I remember a girl from New Zealand who was a HUGE Billy Idol-fan that we met in Copenhagen years ago. She was traveling all around the world to see him. God knows how much she spent on tickets, hotels and all that. I should know – I did the same this year going everywhere to see guitar-hero Gus G play with Ozzy and Firewind. It’s not exactly cheap. But you do it for the love of rock’n’roll.

She had bought the most expensive “VIP-package” in several cities, Copenhagen being one of those cities,

I couldn’t believe it when she said how much she had paid, but I forget now the exact amount… Well – they let her in – ten minutes later she was out in the cold again! They “let” her take a photo with Billy and she wasn’t even allowed to use her OWN camera, she got an autograph and a poster and some other junk and after ten minutes it was BYE BYE BABY BYE BYE………..

I’ll never forget that. A die-hard fan like that should be invited in for FREE, get the red carpet for supporting Billy in every possible way. Not be treated like crap – because that was really shitty. I don’t blame Billy for that, he was super cool after the show.

“His people” told fans that Billy would not sign anything because he would risk getting a cold if he stayed outdoors. Billy didn’t give a fuck, he talked to everybody and signed anything people put in front of him.
The VIP-shit is some management’s idea – I would assume….. 

But fans generally don’t complain about the “VIP”-bullshit. Cause it’s still “in the family”…

So I guess it’s cool to make money as long as you make sure it’s for the right people. Making money is okay when you’re a rocker, you just need to make sure you do it the right way. Cause integrity for metal-fans is about staying true to yourself, keeping it METAL.

Many people have taken on the heavy metal lifestyle because it’s always been an alternative to whatever is normal and mainstream. It’s a form of escapism, a full-time escapism where you just refuse to be a part of whatever society tries to sell as normal

So I guess AC/DC stepped WAY out of line in that respect. But as integrity isn’t a big deal in today’s world in general. I guess they are laughing all the way to the bank (and Walmart…)….

The rock star God forgot

Been home a few days cause of a bad case of torticollis. It hurts like a son-of-a-b****… Like that wasn’t enough, I’ve also gone partially deaf on my left ear. So, I’m good for nothing really, just sitting here bored to death.

When you can’t move, there’s not much you can do. But I started reading ex-EUROPE guitarist Kee Marcello‘s biography the other day and finished it last night. Couldn’t stop reading. 

I have to admit…. I thought I knew exactly what kind of bio it would be, considering the way it’s been marketed so far. I expected another “The Dirt“-wannabe bio, yet another story about rockers and their lifestyle where they’re mostly acting like reckless pigs. Feels like THAT story has been told over and over again in a million similar ways since the crazy days of Elvis….. I for one am getting pretty fed up with it.

Much to my surprise, this one wasn’t like that. I think it’s one of the rare books I’ve read that has managed to tell the unpretty story about how drugs, alcohol and sex-abuse can take over a normal guy’s life. It describes what it does, how it happens, what he’s thinking and the reasons behind his actions (even where he doesn’t know himself, you can still read between the lines). 

Most importantly, unlike “The Dirt”, Kee is not trying to make it look cool. He tells it like it is, but he also adds how meaningless it all really was. There are many great quotes in the book, this is one of my favorites:

“Before I got here, I was addicted to music. Rock’n’roll was my drug. Now I was snorting all kinds of shit, I had no limits anymore.” 

“I hated the drugs. But the drugs loved me.” 

“My moral perspective had become totally screwed. I had degenerated after several years at the very top in the international music industry. My boundries had changed, I constantly needed new kicks.”

That’s what I liked the most about this book. He is not hiding or trying to tell others how to live their lives, nor does he try to shove his own perspective on anyone. He is simply telling his story, with the lessons he learned. That’s the thing I felt lacked in “The Dirt” and I actually hate the fact it has somehow become a “bible” that tons of young guys think is COOL…

It’s damn uncool. In that case, I like Nikki Sixx‘ “Heroin Diaries” a lot more because it has a purpose.

But back to Kee’s bio. Even with the “shocking” stories, and namedropping (I for one missed the fact that Toto’s Steve Lukather was such a bad cocaine-addict….) he still manages to keep a healthy and refreshing self-distance. 

Even after being screwed financially more than once, and does get pissed about it, he still doesn’t strike me as bitter. Slightly sarcastic maybe, but not bitter. 

He tells the story about Europe’s manager Thomas Erdtman who refused to talk about money when he was asked. In the book Kee describes a short memory where Thomas deliberately avoids a straight question about where the money was, by pretending he never heard it and looked out the bus-window going: “I wonder if there are mountain goats here….”.

Shortly after Erdtman had been fired by Europe, he went bankrupt – or at least it seemed like it when he asked for financial help by calling colleagues in the middle of the night cause he had to check out from his luxury hotel and didn’t have the 15 000 that he needed to cover the bill. My god.

I met that man.

Many years ago, he arranged a talent search, just like the one that Europe once entered that made them famous. It was called “Rock-SM” (SM=Sverige Mästerskap=Swedish Championship).

I made it to the finals actually, ended up 2nd place. :-)
But anyway, there’s a photo of me with Europe’s manager Thomas Erdtman from the day of the Rock-SM finals – who would have known he was such a fuck-up.

Erdtman

Great book. I didn’t expect it to be what it was, I remember sighing thinking “Yea, another “look I can snort, blow, drink, smoke and get blowjobs by groupies too!!“-sort of bio…”. 

It wasn’t quite like that. I like the style in which it was written and the important points he makes, and the way he does it. I was never much of a Kee Marcello-fan. I was always a John Norum-fan.

That actually reminds me when I was sent to do an in-depth interview with singer Joey Tempest in Lund on their “Prisoners in Paradise” tour 1992. Everybody back then thought that Europe was this squeaky clean band and that Joey Tempest was this perfect son-in-law. I quickly learned that wasn’t the case.

It was almost impossible to interview him, cause it didn’t matter what I asked, he made everything to be about women. Like, if I asked him to go back and tell me his story, how it all began, he would sit there with a sleazy smile and go: “Well… I always loved WOMEN.…” and I don’t even remember what the hell he was talking about – I’ve got that interview on a cassette somewhere. I’ll see if I can find it.

[What I managed to get out of Joey (and Mic Michaeli) that could actually be used for an article…]

Europe

He actually made me feel slightly annoyed and uncomfortable, because I was WAY past my teenage Joey Tempest crush from 1984….. I was there to do a job and he made it impossible.

He asked if I was going to the show, and I didn’t want to tell him that I wasn’t cause I didn’t want to, so I just said that I didn’t have time to get a ticket so…. He shouted to his manager to get me two passes for the show and looked me straight in the eyes with that sleazy smile. Eeeewww!!

I think that Europe would like to forget about that evening backstage at Olympen because all the girls that were back there, were girls that I knew in one way or another. And none of them was a Europe-fan really, they had just gotten passes the “80’s way” – some roadie stuck it on them. So they just figured “What the hell…”.

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One of them showed up in a John Norum t-shirt and told Kee Marcello: “You used to be pretty cool when you were in Easy Action….”. Ouch – two strikes in one.

Me and another girl were talking about Alice Cooper so when Joey walked over and tried to join the conversation, we pretty much ignored him until he left.

Then he tried to sign a girl’s wallet but she just screamed at him NOT to mess it up!

The other girls took all the free beer and drinks from the coolers and filled their bags and pockets with it and just split. There was nothing left in the backstage area.

I think there was ONE girl there, only 16 or 17, that was actually impressed by Europe and from what she told me the next day, she had slept with Joey. So he did get himself a piece of ass after all. 

I doubt it was the kind of “appreciation” they had been looking for, I think we all treated them pretty rude…. But this was a time when Europe were just not “cool” anymore. Most people were into Skid Row, Guns n Roses and those kind of bands. And the Europe-show that evening totally sucked too, mostly because the sound was terrible.

So, it was interesting reading about their heyday in Kee’s book, especially now looking back on my own memories of them. :)

I don’t know if the book has only been published in Swedish – but if so, hopefully there will be an English version out soon too, cause it’s definitely worth reading!