The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony Was Ruined By Rush Fans
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony aired on HBO on Saturday. Hopefully you didn't watch it, because it was bad. But pity us: We actually attended the damn thing, at the Nokia Theatre last month.
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So, for the sake of catharsis, let's briefly run it down. It's the only way we can move on, and hopefully we can provide you some guffaws in the process. Below is a blow-by-blow account. Also: Fuck Rush fans.
Performers: Don Henley, John Fogerty, Jackson Browne, and Tom Petty performing with Inductee Randy Newman
Something like: Half-digested paste vomit
Fogerty, Browne and Petty get a pass for only performing "I Love LA." We agree with them there. But it's not clear how Newman and Henley can be considered "Rock" and / or "Roll". The duo did a song called "I'm Dead But I Don't Know It," which sums things up well.
Heartbreaking. I'm not made of stone; I got a little teary-eyed. It's my mom's favorite song. King's still got a great set of pipes. Lou, charming as he is, mentioned Mama Cass's weight and gave a thumbs-up to Jack Nicholson. Whatevs.
Performers:: John Mayer and Gary Clark Jr., performing for posthumous inductee Albert King
Something like: A watered down version of Eric Clapton
If John Mayer's playing was the one thing magically keeping my beloved only child alive, I'd still beg him to stop. Forget his personal life, he's a suppurating anal fistula on contemporary blues and whoever's idea it was for him to speak or perform should be punished by being forced to transcribe while he dictates his memoirs. That said, Gary Clark, Jr., man, that guy can wail, and he did a fine fitting tribute to the lesser known of the Three Kings of Blues Guitar, (the other two being BB and Freddie). Sadly, most of the audience used this as a piss break.