The Smashing Pumpkins 1993-07-23
|July 23, 1993 – Milwaukee, WI, US|
|Live performance by The Smashing Pumpkins|
|Artist||The Smashing Pumpkins|
|Date||July 23, 1993|
|Location||Milwaukee, WI, US|
|Personnel||Billy Corgan, James Iha, D'arcy Wretzky, Jimmy Chamberlin|
|Order of bands||The Frogs, Fog, Catherine, The Smashing Pumpkins|
Setlist[edit | edit source]
- "Cherub Rock"
- "I Am One"
- "Dancing in the Moonlight" [Thin Lizzy]
- "Cross Road Blues" [Robert Johnson] (tease)
- "Window Paine" (blues version)
- "Geek U.S.A."
- "Sympathy for the Devil" [The Rolling Stones] (tease)
- "Siva" [4:31]
- "I'm So Tired" [The Beatles] (tease)
- "The Star-Spangled Banner" [Francis Scott Key] (tease)
- (jam) [4:45]
Banter[edit | edit source]
Iha: [cuts in] The duct tape is down.
Terry Hamilton: Well, we’re about ready for the headliners, I’m Terry Hamilton, 93 [unintelligible], radio KAZ. Before we get underway, I wanna thank this guy down here by the name of Nick who bought me this beer: Nick, you’re a nice guy and I owe you one. When you become 21, you’ll get one out of me, man. Hey, these guys album will be in the store Tuesdays and it is a fucking killer called Siamese Dreams [all sic] (crowd starts cheering)-–wait–-welcome back for more, Chicago’s Smashing Pumpkins.
Iha: Ian! Turn up Jimmy’s monitors!
BC: Hey, hey!
D’arcy: Please don't kill anybody...
BC: Yeah, please.
D’arcy: ...take it easy. Please don't kill us!
BC: Just remember there's people gettin' smushed. (French accent) Can't we all please get along? We just want to get along. (normal voice) This here's called Quiet!
BC: Please...please take it easy, okay? Please, don't push, okay, please?
Iha: Yeah, I know we suck.
BC: Yes, yes, we are from Chicago, I know. That's, uh, Jimmy and Jimmy and Jimmy and I'm Jimmy. (starts Today)
D’arcy: Are you suffering? I'm sorry. We're suffering too.
BC: See, it says Devil, not Gunga Din. I am not your waterboy, I am your entertainer! If you want water, don't come to the desert, ya know what I'm sayin’? This is another song off our new LP called Rocket.
BC: Damn right.
Iha: We're gonna play an old song for ya, [2 unintelligible words].
BC: Is everybody okay? Should we stop? Want us to quit playing?
I Am One
Dancing in the Moonlight
BC: I hope you liked that Thin Lizzy song.
Iha: We're, uh, getting back to our roots and uh...
BC: This is my heavy metal guitar.
Iha: ...we thought we'd kick it out for you for a few unspoken minutes there.
BC: We're gonna play you some heavy metal.
Iha: This next song is dedicated to the stud lord Mark Groom.
BC: Whoever was mixing Catherine really had hearing problems. Yeah, I mean, what the fuck. So, uh, what do you want to hear?
Iha: We only got one song. (crowd shouting) Alright, here it is! Alright, we'll play Crossroads if you just shut up.
Cross Road Blues (tease)
> Window Paine (blues version)
BC: Thank you. This here's called Geek, Geek, Geek.
BC: Wow...it's really hot, heh heh. Let me state some more obvious things: um, I'm a boy...and I'm in a band and um....
Guy in crowd: You cut your hair!
BC: Yeah, I cut my hair, I cut my pubic hair, cut off my legs....
Different guy in crowd: Coverdale/Page song!
BC: Huh, what? Everyone has a message but it doesn't mean anything to me.
Third guy in crowd: Play something good!
BC: Play something good?! Say something intelligent, you fuck.
Fourth guy in crowd: You're better than Sting.
(Iha starts Mayonaise)
BC: Yeah, you're damn right we're better than Sting. You know, there's like a hundred people outside going “Please get me in, please get me in” and it's like--it's like there's always gotta be five assholes who like.... Huh, what? See, a simple--a simple small show like this can't be a completely entirely happy situation: someone's gotta be a dick, someone's gotta say something stupid, why, why? Explain to me. Why, what's the point?
Guy in crowd: Why the hell not?!!
BC: Why the hell not? That's what you form a band for, see, so you can stand up here and say whatever you want. I was once an opinionated bystander and now I'm an American.
BC: You must be really bored. Well...what happened to all the-–all the songs we play? It's not good enough.
D’arcy: Actually, it says floors are not healthy for people of [unintelligible] general, something...there’s just a [unintelligible]. It’s front of.
BC: Well, we're almost out of time. (crowd disappointed) Yeah, I know. If I made the laws, you’d be in by ten. So...let’s just--we'll make this our last song and we'll go out on a high note. Well, you know after the show we'll be in the parking lot with our acoustic guitars, okay?
Iha: We're gonna be doin’ some, uh...we’re gonna be doing some Saga songs outside after the show, we all remember Saga. And we all know what a sweaty palm feels like, it's really disgusting.
BC: So, we will be back in the fall and play a normal sized place. Not that, uh--not that the Unicorn is abnormally sized, but let's just say it's a virgin of comparison. That’s a bad analogy.
Iha: And again, we'd like to fuck--fuck?--thank--
BC: We'd like to fuck and thank!
Iha: And you all...fuck you all!
BC: And let's, let's--hey, shhh! Shhh!
Iha: What I meant to say is if he’s Gus, we thank you.
BC: Say “Many thank you, Gus”. (with audience) Thank you, Gus.
Iha: Heh. And now let's play a little feedback.
Siva / I’m So Tired
> Star Spangled Banner
> instrumental jam
BC: I hope...I hope grunge dies and falls off the face of the earth. Down with grunge.