We went to the Guns ‘n’ Roses concert last Thursday at the Warfield, which was hot. It’s really more like Axl Rose and his cover band now, but it was still totally worth it. (Photo by Curtis Chin linked from the SFGate.)
I never saw them back in their glory days, but what shocked me most was his voice still sounded good, and he was actually really professional. After the reports this year of some no-show events, we were half-expecting the leadman to pull a runner. But show up he did at 11:30 pm, sang a full two hour-plus set in all his raspy, hysterical glory with fireworks, and even bid the crowd adieu with “Be good to each other. Drive home safely.”
Of course, he did throw three people out of the show.
Stopping mid-way thru Sweet Child O’ Mine, he heckled his first ejectee, “If you think you’re a bigger asshole than me, you’ve got big problems.” After that, kicking people out of his own show seemed anti-climactic.
(I used to have a schoolgirl crush on ex-bassist Duff McKagan cuz’ he seemed a little safer, or maybe it was projection for the long-haired guy in the long trench in geometry who used to scrawl “Guns ‘n’ Roses” on the chalkboard every day in geometry class. Or perhaps it was just to keep up with the cool posse of Japanese girls in school who knew the name of every hair-metal rocker in the news, and in town.)



