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BILLION DOLLAR BABIES – First Ever Live Show – Flint 1977
Burning Airlines 2001 / Gonzo 2017
Dancing nightly in the attic, shock-rock
institution throw their weapon in the air one
Losing a front man may signal the end of any
group; losing a singer who appropriated the band’s name as his own moniker would
draw the curtains on any collective; losing Vincent Furnier to successful solo
career should have resulted in the dissolving of his previous ensemble. Yet they
soldiered on – under a different, if easily attributable, nom de guerre. Not for
long, but for long enough to release a sci-fi album “Battle Axe” in 1977 and
play a few concerts. The first – and, thus, historically significant – found its
way onto bootleg and is officially released now.
It’s a testament to their determination. Not
relying on the past laurels, the band brought most of their only LP to the
stage, and even a mediocre quality of the recording can’t take away from the
ensemble’s then-newly found energy – arguably more focused than earlier when
they had a standalone focal point and theatrics. Live, “Love Is Rather Blind”
could have easily fit the collective’s classic canon: even the singer’s voice
sounds basically the same. Michael Bruce does a valiant effort of delivering
vocals on such pieces as deliriously funky “I Miss You” or the show’s closer,
the ritualistic gem that gave the group’s their name, while engaging in guitar
duels with Mike Marconi on the likes of “Rock N’ Roll Radio” that, in front of
the crowd, effectively marry glam gloss to punk crunch.
Not that BABIES were taking over from DOLLS.
Bombastic on “Nights In Cracked Leather” and sentimental on “Rock Me Slowly”
which are given an orchestral lift by Bob Dolin’s ivories, the quintet put on an
aurally spectacular performance of their album’s titular suite, their old
material medley – with “No More Mr. Nice Guy” and “School’s Out” as bookends,
and Neal Smith’s drums solo as its heartbeat – preparing the listeners for this
cosmic onslaught. It builds gradually on Dennis Dunaway’s bass foundation, yet
hits heavy, if in elegant manner thanks to organ, to claim prog terrain when
“(Sudden Death)” is unfolding and setting the scene for triumph. Unfortunately,
the message of “Winner” wouldn’t be prophetic, and soon after this concert B$B
were no more, the band members hooking up and again with their former singer and
lingering on what had been done before the axe went skywards.
***1/2
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