12/9/16, Tel Aviv, Barby with local support
There was an opening band but they had a Hebrew name I have no hope of reproducing. When I'd used the translation option on the Barby website, trying to work out which of the two door times was more likely to be the correct one, I saw it said something like "Spit Froth-Groin", Their first song sounded like how I'd guess a band called Spit Froth-Groin might sound (kind of Rage Against the Machine-like, three guys shouting in unison on top, although one had a big beard, was wearing shorts and playing tambourine) but then they went through a bewildering range of styles, with songs that reminded me of Stax, Merseybeat, Chris Isaak and, um, John Shuttleworth. It was very confusing. Anyway, I eventually asked someone what they were called and it translates to "The C**ts".
I was fairly tired from spending the day in Nazareth and around the Sea of Galilee and I didn't fancy standing so close to a band that might be called "Spit Froth-Groin", so I opted to stand back tonight, on a raised bit to the right. Someone in the crowd had told me that Barby is notorious for having terrible sound, so I figured it didn't matter. The place seemed about the same size as Concorde 2, but with the stage on one of the long sides and I had a view of everyone except Rob and Ricky.
Sound aside, it was a very good show, though there were only a couple of moments where I thought they were truly firing on every available cylinder. Anton was in good voice and in good spirits, musing between songs about one of his guitars being lost, human bones found in Benjamin Franklin's house, removal of skin cancers, the official procedure for deciding how modern words are rendered in Hebrew and whether Rob might be a member of the Illuminati, as well as querying why there were efforts to colonise Mars when the human race couldn't save one rhinoceros species. The whole thing ended with Joel smashing his tambourine to pieces during a blistering "Yeah-Yeah".
So yes, it wasn't the greatest BJM show I've ever seen but it was a blast. And probably the second longest set I've heard. Someone in the middle of the crowd videoed the whole thing on a camcorder, so maybe that recording will surface sometime.
Yeah-Yeah - shorter than usual but absolutely amazing.
David Bowie - because I had just been thinking that it would be a perfect choice at that point.
They started "Just For Today", which I've never heard live, but Anton stopped it, apparently because he was being thrown off by Ryan, and threw in the towel.
Looking round at the end of "Here Comes Waiting for the Sun" and realising some guy a feet along was waving a bike saddle in the air along to the song with the lights flashing.
And while I really loved Jokers for the first time since the line-up change, I don't think I'll ever get used to how Nevertheless sounds now.
Vat Hande Met Dem?
Whatever Hippie *****
Leave It Alone
That Girl Suicide
Here Comes Waiting for the Sun
Groove is in the Heart
When Jokers Attack
Days, Weeks & Moths
What You Isn't
The Devil May Care
Open Heart Surgery
Going to Hell
Just For Today (aborted)