BJM played the Mercury Lounge. One of those small bars that you could call a sweet shop from the front. You walked along wooden floorboards, thin bar area, towards these tall red velvet curtains that opened to this little square room with a low stage. The sound was always pin-drop clear.
Brian Jonestown came on to a packed room and they kept stop/starting. Lighting cigarettes. A guy at the back of the stage getting cross from time to time. This was Anton. But they didnt stop the show.
Maybe at the end of the second hour someone was drunk-sick near the stage and we moved back a bit and I noticed there could only have been ten people behind us, 19 max.
I felt like I was witnessing their rehearsal and it was brilliant. Anton was shouty. They just were NOT running out of material.
Someone told me James Brown was particular like this. You just knew he was, well off his head but lemme tell you he shared the other planet he was on. That's where I went. Never forgot it.
This is from DIG, the documentary. This is when they got to Cleveland, Ohio.
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