Chicago Pix: Members Only Public Gallery
Tonight was ridiculous, but then Chicago always is. What a crowd, what a mob, what a show, during Joe Perry’s song ‘Stop Messin,’ I go back in the dollhouse, that’s what they call tech world, behind Joey. Everybody’s roadie lives back there. And Liz, my girl, has a fan, two sheep dryers, (two giant hair dryers) taped to the ceiling facing down, a coke, (classic kind, in the glass bottle) where, ya know, there’s the state it was made in printed on it. Anyway, I guzzle to my hearts delight, and get blown by the fans. Til at least my hair’s dry. Then when it comes to the chorus that Joe sings, “…be somebody’s baby, ‘stead of mine!” I grab anyone near me, to sing the harmony into the harmonica mic, with me. Two shows ago, (DC) it was Tom’s tech, Jerry, and in Toronto it was Joe’s son, Roman.
Tonight I stuck the mic back in Jerry’s face and he pussed-out on me. I guess he’s moody and bummed that Tom’s not here.
When I write my book, I’ll tell you what I really used to do in between songs. Later in life, I’ll never be the old man that wished he did - except for wishing I spent more time with my children, and Milo. By the way, Milo was also the name of the dog I held in Two and a Half Men.
And speaking of Tom, I just spoke to our tour accountant, Nicholas, who spent the last two days in Boston, going over legal stuff with Tom, and he said he never looked better. Im gonna call him tomorrow, and bust his chops for old time’s sake. Its been kinda crazy being out here without him. I always wanted to play with David Hull but not under these circumstances.
Casey was asking me tonite on camera, backstage, at Tinley Park, what it’s been like 30 years with the guys. I said…a weird kinda marriage. Lot of kissing and makin up…and agreeing to disagree - but the stage is my mistress. And tonight, Chicago was dripping with female pulchritude. I don’t mean to be sexist, but the audience was slammin. Don’t get me wrong, on stage right, there were more middle aged men than women, who…depending on my mood, I will say..lower the mic… WE GOT SOME UGLY MOTHERF***ERS here tonight - hoping no one takes it to heart but I always follow it with, ‘where are your girlfriends!?!?!?!”
Photo: Amanda Ayre
I looked at Joe tonight when we we’re doing “Seasons” out at the end of the ramp.. and kept mouthing to him… “do you feel like you’re dreaming?”…. I sometimes think I’m gonna wake up from a coma from some f**kin aftershow party backstage somewhere, we had in the 70s, and this will all have been a dream. That’s how good it feels when we’ve been playing lately. The elation, the high, the vibes I get from how close I get to the fans is so real. I’m LOVIN talking to you guys, cause I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. (insert song here: “GETTING TO KNOW YOU!!!, or….. “Getting to know me…”)
Saw some familiar faces tonight that I once sat on. (or versa visa) And people were so out of their mind with the way that Joe Perry was playing that I almost shed a tear. But that’s what its all about for me out here. And so from all of us, to all of you.. Remember, the light at the end of the tunnel, may be an on-coming train…
Takin’ off my makeup, and jumpin in the tub. The one time of day, Casey won’t be sticking that camera in my face, thank God.
12:31 am, and signing off.
I love you all who came to the show tonight, were at the shows we’ve done, and will be coming to the shows ahead.
I’m sorry If I offend anybody for being too real.
But as I said in “Fever” -
“…the buzz that you be getting from the crack don’t last,
I’d rather be O.D’n on the crack o your ass!”
Yeah, we’re all here, cuz we’re not all there.
It’s just too real to not say…
Sometimes that’s just how I see it. And I call it how I see it.
By the way, we’re gonna have a live chat soon. Stay tuned.
So get down with your bad self, and think of some good ones.