From: coakley@cch.coventry.ac.uk (Cpl.Flash)
Subject: Carter review
Organization: Coventry University
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 1992 14:04:18 GMT



		    CARTER the unstoppable sex machine 
		    Live at Aston Villa Leisure Centre

	When I arrived at the venue (a tiny bit late) the first support
	band, who I think were Mucky Pup (can anyone in the U.S. confirm
	this, as they had American accents) were having quite a hard time
	from the Carter fans. The main reason was that their lead singer
	was a bit of a bloater and had to endure the chants of "You Fat
	Bastard". All in all they are a good band with a slight hint of
	the Chilli Peppers about them. Although I didn't know any of their
	songs I was soon hooked on the bass line coming from the drummer
	and the samples coming from the D.J.
					    Next up were The Family Cat.
	They were absolutely fucking excellent. They are close friends
	of Jimbob and Fruitbat and so weren't given a hard time by the 
	crowd (which had now grown by almost another 500 - 1000). The 
	drum kit was adorned with christmas lights and their lead guitarist
	was going off his head, dancing round the stage playing his guitar
	between his legs, behind his head and generally just swinging it 
	around. To finish they played an extended version of "Steamroller"
	which must have lasted at least 10min.
					      Picture the scene. The Family 
	Cats gear has been moved. The stage is set for a typical CARTER gig,
	two microphones and two marshall speakers, except that the stage 
	seems smaller for some reason? I suddenly click, there is a black
	curtain which I hadn't noticed before, cutting off the back of the 
	stage. The crowd is electric, muffled cries of "get your ass onstage
	Jimbob!" and "Hurry the fuck up Fruity!" echo around the hall.
								     Suddenly
	the tune "Jesus Christ Superstar" comes across the speakers. The black
	curtain is drawn back and there on the stage is a 30 foot high model 
	of Tower bridge with spotlights beeming out of the windows and a 
	massive video screen in the middle of the stage. Everyone realises 
	that there are two drawbridges in the model. The spotlights converge
	on the doors. They start to lower all of a sudden the crowd goes wild
	as out of the smoke steps Bob and the Bat grinning like they just won
	the U.S. presidential election. "You Fat Bastard" chants the crowd 
	even more hyped up than ever. The opening tune of "Is Wrestling Fixed?"
	starts and lo, the machine has returned in triumph. The first hour is 
	a mix of everything thats excellent about CARTER. It included "Do Re Me"
	"Re-educating Rita", "Sheriff Fatman", "Rubbish!" and "After the Water-
	shed" with the now obligatory section where the fans sing the middle
	chorus (so the stone's can't sue), and during the closing bars Jimbob
	started chanting "We fought the stone's and the stone's gave in!"
				Half way through a rumour suddenly goes round
	that it is in fact Fruitbats birthday tonight and "You Fat bastard" is
	changed to "You Old Bastard". They even played a new song which they 
	had written called "Cheer-up, It might never happen". A new single
	for the new year maybe? It has gone back to the "101 Damnations" era
	of a more punk sounding band.
				     They close with the excellent "Bloodsport
	for All" and leave the stage.
				     BUT! That is not enough. We came for a 
	large dose of apocalyptic punk and we're not satisfied!
							       They come back
	on and let lose with some cover versions. "Are there any Pink Floyd
	fans out there?" shouts Jimbob. The crowd start to cheer. "Well what
	the fuck are you doing here?" Jimbob replies. The crowd cheer even 
	louder and they play the cover of "Another Brick in the Wall" from
	Ruby Trax. Also they play the cover of "Panic" by the smiths (their
	best in my opinion). 
		            There is a sound of sleigh bells, and Jimbob and
	3000+ CARTER fans all sing jingle bells together.
						         Next up comes that
	anthem that CARTER should have written themselves "The Impossible 
	Dream". "The only impossible dream was that this would get anywhere
	in the charts against all those talentless gits" remarks Bob as the
	song starts"
		    They leave yet again but aren't finished. Jimbob comes on 
	and says "Fruitbat won't come back 'cos he's scared what might happen"
	Sure enough when the Bat does return, a male streaker flies on stage 
	and gives him a card before being "escorted" off stage by the roadies.
		"This is our last song" says Jimbob "'cos Fruity has got a hell
	of a lot of candles to blow out" (34 if anyones interested) as they
	leave us with "G.I. Blues" and a feeling that it was well worth the
	8quid ticket price. I now leave you with Jimbobs best line of the 
	night just said before "The Only Living Boy In New Cross"







	


















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	 off somewhere and die!"

 
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