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Jazz Butcher Conspiracy, Great American Music Hall, Sept. 11. Two years ago, Pat Fish and Max Eider re-grouped after countless years of hiding to play an exclusive show here at the Great American. A cult band with a frighteningly loyal cult audience, the Jazz Butcher played all the old favorites at the loud demand of the crowd, many who flew from around the country. Fish and Eider played alone, almost unplugged, to a packed house of 30-somethings excited to share a nostalgic drink. I even bumped into Tom Waits and Jim Jarmusch lighting smokes at the bar (whoa, those were the days!). Last Saturday's show was different. Mysteriously not sold out in advance, except for the fact that it was a national tour this time around, a much younger crowd belatedly packed the seated floor. Fish and Eider played quietly for 45 minutes before taking a half hour smoke and drink break. Over the next few sets the Jazz Butcher grew drunker, louder, and larger with the final inclusion of Owen Jones, Steve Valentine and ex-Bauhaus drummer Kevin Haskins (David J only showed up for the LA show). As Pat "drunk-as-a" Fish repeatedly warned, "we're gonna get messy now." While most of the show consisted of older catalog, a few hits such as "Mr. Odd" and the former Live 105 hit "She's On Drugs" from 90's Cult of the Basement were also fun and lively drink-alongs. Remember when, shows didn't start at 8 on the dot, and, as Fish complained, grown men were "allowed to smoke in a public place?" Nostalgia aside, it's always refreshing to see an intelligent man abuse his guitar and liver at the Great American. Thank god we still can. Check the 'site: http://www.adjective.com/htdb/46cf3b0f-0-0/jbc Michael Ohlsson, Sept. 13, 1999.
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