In this internet age of instant everything on YouTube, and disposable, downloadable rock-n-roll that we no longer even need to save up our pennies to buy at the (now defunct) local record shop, once in a while an event comes along that reminds me of why I continue to bother and why all of this continues to be worth it.
To be able to see a genius on the level of ROBYN HITCHCOCK perform at a club as intimate as The Grand Victory is just one of those small miracles that makes life worth living. To see him sing his unique brand of poetry, at once abstract and psychedelic, yet heartfelt and deeply emotional, from only a few feet away, was an experience practically beyond description...or perhaps only describable by a writer like Hitchcock himself. When one has the ability to write lyrics such as:
"Lost, Madonna of the Wasps, I wonder where we crossed
I wonder why she lost me --
Lost, Madonna of the Wasps, she's dying in the frost
I wonder what she cost me --
Is this love?
Gone, Madonna of the swans, she waves a magic wand
And then she settles on me --
Wise, Madonna of the flies, I look into her eyes
And then she recognized me --
Is this love?
Is this love?"
("Madonna of the Wasps", lyrics by Robyn Hitchcock)
....well, I'm sure Robyn would have something profoundly poetic to say about the experience of seeing himself perform. Not to sound like a cliche, but for myself I can only say that I laughed, I cried...I cried again...and I laughed again...sometimes even simultaneously...and always sincere emotional responses, brought about without contrivance.
One of the highlights of the set was a song, "NY Doll", a sort of eulogy, to New York Dolls' bassist Arthur Kane. Apparently Hitchcock wrote it after having seen the film "New York Doll", the documentary about Kane's life. This was one of the points in the set where I cried:
"I never finished the book
There's always someone to be loved
Or to be forgotten
But if you take a long look
Well there's always someone
Young and fresh
Or cold and rotten
One in a million
People touch you
How do I explain?
Sincerely I remain,
Arthur Kane
I was a New York Doll
I was really something on the map
that never ends
I was the pulse of it all
But there's always poison to drink alone
Or to share with friends
One in a million
People hit you like a window pane
Sincerely I remain,
Arthur Kane
I found myself in the church
I needed something
Bigger than the world I knew
But in the library of your memory
People live in their books
till the pages close
Close on me like they're gonna
Close on you
One in a million
People matter
Then they go again
Sincerely I remain,
Arthur Kane
Arthur Kane"
("NY Doll", lyrics by Robyn Hitchcock)
Moving indeed.
He speaks about the song in this interview:
http://www.jh3.com/robyn/base/song.asp?squid=1119
I got to know Robyn a little during my sound engineering tenure at Maxwells, and I remember once, having dinner after soundcheck he told me that "the first time I heard Dylan was my psychic bar-mitzvah". It's become my personal bit of Robyn Hitchcock wisdom that I carry with me wherever I go...like the American Express card...I don't leave home without it. It's the reason that everywhere I go, every car I rent, there's always at least one or two Dylan CDs in the glovebox (and of course a bit of Robyn as well). I ran into Robyn by chance in San Francisco the last time I was there...thankfully he remembered me from the Maxwells days and we took this photo:
http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j306/fkguitar/Robyn.FK.SF.jpg
Also worth noting was opener, the lovely Emma Swift, an up and comer from down under (now residing in Nashville). Her dark alt country psychedelia sometimes brought to mind Mazzy Star, and as she sang, we all felt as if Gram Parsons' ghost was never far away. Check her out at <http://emmaswift.com.au/> .
Here's the original video of "Madonna Of The Wasps", performed by Robyn Hitchcock And The Egyptians, from the album "Queen Elvis" (1989).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3J_1Fs9_J_A