I’ve always loved the Beastie Boys – right from when one of my school pals, Aaron Thompson, played me Licensed To Ill. It felt like I had my own music. And I can remember purchasing Paul’s Boutique on tape and listening over and over, spotting the Beatles samples and soundtrack sneaks and being amazed by all the ideas in this music. And it was fun. And funky. And then they picked up their instruments and dazzled with slow-funk instrumentals across the next two albums. But still with the rapping too. I don’t listen to the Beasties all that much now but from the late 80s to late 90s they were my band. My number one band.
So I got see them in 1999 – they’d released Hello Nasty and that was a good one too. The show was delayed a couple of months, as I recall. Illness or some such. And I’d missed them the time they’d played shows with Helmet (I’ve seen Helmet a couple of times since, but that was one of those shows people always talked about, still do even…) And of course now I’ll never see the Beastie Boys again. None of us will (R.I.P. MCA).
What was cool about seeing these guys – finally – was that they catered to all of their fans. The clown-stuff was there. The sincere instrumentals, the hardcore – and it was seamless as they rolled across the half-dozen albums and cherry-picked. (This is the sort of set-list they were peddling at the time).
There was a sweet 20-min scratch set from Mixmaster Mike as well. And that was good crowd-pleasing/dazzling stuff.
Fuck I love this band.
I wrote a review of the show for Capital Times, which was a free weekly rag around Wellington. I’d bluffed my way into that paper – trying to get experience. Had told them I’d write a monthly column about up and coming bands. Which I did. Sometimes I’d just make up the sorts of band I wanted to hear and list phony gig details. And from there I got to do a few CD reviews and gig reviews. I had to pay for my own tickets to things. But it was a start…
Stubs is an occasional feature here at Off The Tracks – looking back through the ticket-stub box and remembering how the show went down.