It’s not every evening one can
be in the same room as Roky Erickson as he sings an hour of 13th Floor
Elevators songs. For all he’s has been through - and I’m not going to dwell on
that, if you don’t know the harrowing story watch the 2006 documentary You're Gonna Miss Me – it’s a blessing
he’s here at all. And by here I mean both London Town and, let’s be honest, on
earth.
I’d seen Roky play twice
previously but on those occasions the sets focused on his post-Elevators
preoccupation with zombies, aliens, alligators, Lucifer and two-headed dogs. Both
times were good but on Wednesday he was great. That unique voice that made The Psychedelic Sounds Of and Easter Everywhere is still unmistakable.
Try as I can, I can’t really pick a winner out of those ground breaking albums.
If psychedelic rock started there, and it did, no one has improved it since.
Roky wasn’t, of course, the Elevators. More than most bands they
were a collective, even non-members contributing. As jug blowing lyricist and
spiritual pathfinder Tommy Hall once memorably said on national television
“We’re all heads”. But it was Roky’s magically reverberating voice that gave
them that extra ingredient, that special otherworldliness.
His current young band made a
decent enough fist of the material although the jug, it seems, is harder to
master than I’d previously imagined. Not everyone can "Elevatorize" a jug y'know but from the moment Roky strapped on his
guitar and sat perched on the edge of a stool it was classic after classic. From the opening ‘Fire Engine’, straight into
‘Earthquake’, onto ‘Tried To Hide’, even through the muddy Forum PA,
this was clearly a special occasion.
There were no oil wheel
projections to dress it up, simply songs packed with a depth perhaps only
comparable to Dylan back in ’66 when these missives first hit the stores. ‘Slip
Inside This House’, ‘You Don’t Know’, ‘Monkey Island’, ‘Make That Girl Your Own’,
‘She Lives (In A Time Of Her Own)’, ‘Roller Coaster’, ‘Kingdom of Heaven’ all
rattled past. ‘Levitation’, one of my all-time favourite songs, what an absolute
treat. Still they came. Roky’s voice might not have the sheer physical force of
his youth but it’s him, just a tiny bit more fragile which, in a way, seemed
wholly appropriate.
It was also noticeable Roky
appeared to be, somehow, less “pre-programmed” than previous shows I’d seen
when he’d say thank you automatically after the last note of every song (it
drove me to distraction). This time around he didn’t, only when someone shouted
“We love you Roky!” did he offer a little smile, a twinkle in his eye, and a
gentle “thank you” in return. It’s hard to describe how touching that was.
‘You’re Gonna Miss Me’ almost
brought the house down and an encore of the one non-Elevators track ‘Two Headed
Dog” damn well did. It felt a privilege to witness such an emotional event. Thank you
Roky, we do love you.
Cheers Steve. With you all the way.
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