… gestern Dead Moon im Forum anzuschauen. Großartig, sogar – dieses Mal war es einer der besseren Gigs in einer Reihe von vielen feinen Auftritten. Was ich schon eine ganze Weile beobachte, ist die Tatsache, daß DM extrem an Ritualen und Gegenständen zu hängen scheinen, z.B. Fred Cole’s unglaublich abgenutzte Bühneklamotten.
Aus einem Interview mit zwei Dokumentarfilmern, die das Trio auf Tour begleitet haben:
JS If you watch some of the Super 8 footage in the film of Fred, Toody & Andrew walking around New Orleans, stomping around in their usual attire, which is their rather spooky cowboy gear, you might catch Fred dodging manhole covers and cracks in the sidewalk, which is part of his superstitions. We just noticed because we knew that about Fred already.
When we were traveling in Europe with them, it was Kate and myself, Andrew, his then-girlfriend and now-wife Jennifer, and Fred & Toody. All six of us were packed into their little tour van, three in the front seat and three in the back seat. They just constantly chain smoked, and Kate actually later contracted bronchitis and then asthma from the experience. Anyway, they filled both their ashtrays up to overflowing only partway through the tour. We had decided early on that since we were cramping the van so badly and they never complained, we should make ourselves useful by helping with parking the van, setting up and packing up their music gear, and whatever else we could. So cleaning up the inside of the van one morning at a beautiful little Austrian guesthouse, Kate decided she would take the gnarly, filled-over ashtray and dump it. The next morning they saw that and flipped out. Fred said that the last time the ashtray was emptied on a tour years before that either the transmission blew or they threw some oil, and Fred blamed that on the ashtray having been emptied.
KF They were pretty cool about it, but you could tell they were devastated.
JS And Fred’s also that way about clothing. They made us feel welcome from the minute we began filming them. They grabbed us when we all met in Amsterdam’s Schipol Airport and told us “Alright, you’re both in the band now, no matter what happens while we’re on this tour, or who asks, etc.,” and away we went. Problem was, the airline had lost Fred’s luggage, which contained his stage clothes. So he only had the T-shirt he was wearing. Fred’s very superstitious about his stage clothes, which consist of a vest and a cowboy shirt that he’s worn for so long is worn out at the elbows, but it is made out of some sort of mysterious mixtures of fabric that he can’t find anywhere else in his researches that evaporates his sweat best. He considers it a lucky shirt and demands to play in it, as well as the vest, so he was convinced it was going to be a terrible tour because of it. He wasn’t full-on despondent, but it was definitely something he could bitch about as we were driving around.
Bei Dead Moon ist alles anders als bei anderen Bands.
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