David Haslam has written a book about Courtney Love.
"Searching For Love." (Not expensive. 7 quid. About her time in
Liverpool. https://
I asked, "Who's playing?"
And they said, 'We're waiting for Courtney Love.'
She was meant to go on at ... let's say 10pm, and she was late. Very late. Someone said she was staying in SoHo which wasn't far away so she didn't have far to come.
They told us it was a special concert for Virgin records. Special tickets.
My friend and I stood outside where the velvet rope was. Saw Mick Rock, LIttle Steven ... loads of famous people coming in. He knew most of them. I only recognised Little Steven cos he was little and wore the bandana.
At one point an ambulance came and these big metal doors opened and a very loud girl was chucked out and loaded in by the paramedics.
It wasn't Courtney.
The ambulance must have stopped round the corner.
The girl walked back.
She pounded on the door screaming that her coat was in there and her boyfriend had her keys.
She got let in again.
We waited and waited.
Some people were drunk and left, and the bouncer said there was room if we wanted to go in.
We thought about it and thought we'd wait some more, after all we'd been there an hour or so at this point. And it was very amusing outside.
Of course just as we were about to leave limousine turns up. It's Courtney. Suited and booted. Handbag like an attache case. She marches in right by us (tiny!) and we followed her in.
A few minutes later she had taken her coat off, was on the stage. Sang one song. No sound check of course. Blew her voice but just freeeking carried on. Jill Emery was on bass I remember. Great bass player. She played with Mazzy Star too.
There were enough people there to carry Courtney to the back so we could wave and they carried her back and put her back on the stage. It was a great night. Like i say it was warm out so we walked home afterwards.
I asked, "Who's playing?"
And they said, 'We're waiting for Courtney Love.'
She was meant to go on at ... let's say 10pm, and she was late. Very late. Someone said she was staying in SoHo which wasn't far away so she didn't have far to come.
They told us it was a special concert for Virgin records. Special tickets.
My friend and I stood outside where the velvet rope was. Saw Mick Rock, LIttle Steven ... loads of famous people coming in. He knew most of them. I only recognised Little Steven cos he was little and wore the bandana.
At one point an ambulance came and these big metal doors opened and a very loud girl was chucked out and loaded in by the paramedics.
It wasn't Courtney.
The ambulance must have stopped round the corner.
The girl walked back.
She pounded on the door screaming that her coat was in there and her boyfriend had her keys.
She got let in again.
We waited and waited.
Some people were drunk and left, and the bouncer said there was room if we wanted to go in.
We thought about it and thought we'd wait some more, after all we'd been there an hour or so at this point. And it was very amusing outside.
Of course just as we were about to leave limousine turns up. It's Courtney. Suited and booted. Handbag like an attache case. She marches in right by us (tiny!) and we followed her in.
A few minutes later she had taken her coat off, was on the stage. Sang one song. No sound check of course. Blew her voice but just freeeking carried on. Jill Emery was on bass I remember. Great bass player. She played with Mazzy Star too.
There were enough people there to carry Courtney to the back so we could wave and they carried her back and put her back on the stage. It was a great night. Like i say it was warm out so we walked home afterwards.
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