John Cale 1. Ship Of Fools |
The following newspaper article would place the show on the 22nd, but it's doubtful that they did
two nights. And since there is a handbill and a known tape making the claim for the 23rd, I have
gone with that. It is interesting to note that the Official Pere Ubu Gigography mentions neither date - editor.
The Chicago Reader
ARTS & CULTURE | THEATER CRITIC'S CHOICE September 22, 1988
Pere Ubu/John Cale
By Roger B. Moore
While "art rock" is usually neither, Pere Ubu and John Cale are both. Sure, the first time you hear
Pere Ubu's plump, stately David Thomas crooning like an aroused mountain goat in hot pursuit of
Allen Ravensteine's spooky synthesizer fills, these newly revitalized Ohio veterans might seem
like long shots to get your mojo working. Listen closely, though, and the band reveals a startling
musical vocabulary that's as original now as it was in their heyday a decade ago. For instance, in
what may have been my favorite concert moment of 1987, Thomas introduced the "metaphysical"
part of Pere Ubu's Manhattan reunion show by belting out an insanely catchy Spike Jones-meets-
Captain Beefheart trombone solo, followed by an inanely loopy William Carlos Williams-meets-Dr.
Seuss monologue, followed by the best Velvets-meet-Stooges lurch and grind I've ever heard.
John Cale, a former Tanglewood prodigy, who cofounded the Velvets, produced the Stooges, and
resembles Lurch, divides his time between wistful balladry and raving madness, sometimes within
the same song. Cale's wildly diverse live sets typically range from songs that sound like PBS
specials to feedback-drenched free association to Boris Karloff-style deconstructions of
"Heartbreak Hotel" and "Streets of Laredo."
Tonight, 11 PM, Cabaret Metro, 3730 N. Clark; 549-0203.