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Bus Driving Band Rocking 2001

AMSTERDAM, NL - STADSSCHOUWBURG - october 26, 2001

setlist:
Going To Your Funeral Pt.I
Elizabeth On The Bathroom Floor
Get Ur Freak On [Missy Elliott]
Dog Faced Boy
That's Not Really Funny
3 Speed
It's A Motherfucker
Daisies Of The Galaxy
Bus Stop Boxer
Souljacker Pt.I
My Beloved Monster
Climbing To The Moon
Not Ready Yet
What is This Note?
I Like Birds
World Of Shit
Cancer For The Cure
Mr. E's Beautiful Blues

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info:

Show in a classical venue as part of the Crossing Border Festival. As EELS was the last act of the friday night on the festival in Amsterdam, masses of people were trying to get into the venue. The majority of them failed to get in, as the Stadsschouwburg is not too big of a theatre. Due to the chaos outside, it was almost 01.00 AM saturday morning when the band finally hit the stage.

Butch's diary:

Oct. 26, 2001: We are finally in the land they call Holland. It's warm and friendly all over and tonight we play the "Crossing Border" Festival.

The line up is quite eclectic and we go on very late tonight. Just after midnight and way past our bedtimes. We ask for guidance and fortitude from the angels of ROCK so that we may deliver the prescribed dosage that this town of Amsterdam deserves. To our astonishment we are awake throughout the entire set and at one point during the show E checks on one of the audience members in the front row to see if they are OK. Turns out we were signed up to play this festival based on what we were doing LAST YEAR. This is an ongoing problem for us. Last year, when we had strings and horns we would show up at a festival and play between a hard-core German rap band and Nine Inch Nails. This year we occasionally have the opposite problem: rocking when people are expecting triangles and timpani.

The Crossing Border Festival includes a lot of spoken word (Rick Moody, Norman Mailer, Douglas Coupland, David Byrne). But tonight we have come to rock. By the time we hit the stage at 12:20 am, the ornate theater is full of tired people who seem unready to rock. I do not receive a visitation from Baby Angel Keith this evening. The show comes to a finale with a group of still conscious youngsters jumping onstage to dance with us during Cancer For The Cure. Security was concerned but these kids respected the ROCK and politely finished their inventive dancing, bowed to E, and resumed their positions in the audience.

[diary originally published on Eelstheband.com - copyright © 2001. Used here uncut and as originally published by BUTCH]