Venue: City Square
Location: Milan, Italy
Hole Lineup: Courtney Love (Guitar/Vocals), Eric Erlandson (Guitar), Melissa Auf der Maur (Bass/Background Vocals), and Patty Schemel (Drums).
-INSTRUMENTAL JAM
CL: We didn’t…we just made that up. Sorry…sorry to be so self indulgent. Where’s my booze?
Courtney goes over and picks up a cup.
CL: They make it look like coffee, but it’s Vodka.
She takes a drink. A shirt is thrown on stage.
CL: Hi, my name is Eddie Vedder and we’re Pearl Jam.
She takes off the shirt that she was wearing with her dress.
-CINNAMON GIRL
CL: This next song is dedicated to Tibernius.
-PLUMP
Courtney pours water on the audience.
-SUGAR COMA
-BEAUTIFUL SON
Courtney breathes heavily into the mic.
She picks up a bottle of water and pours it on the audience, then she throws the empty bottle into the crowd. The bottle is tossed back on stage and she throws it back. The bottle is AGAIN thrown back on stage. She picks up a new bottle and throws it into the audience.
-MISS WORLD
CL: What?
Courtney reaches down into the audience. Someone hands her a teddy bear.
-DROWN SODA
CL: Grazie.
Courtney pours water on the audience.
She goes over to a guitar tech and he gives her a new guitar.
CL: Just a moment.
-ASKING FOR IT
Audience: ??
CL: What?
Audience: ??
CL: She’s asleep! Babies go to sleep now.
CL: You wanna hear this bad blues song we made up? It’ll be on a bootleg, so, you know…we made it up the other night. We were bored.
-JUST DO IT
A baseball cap is thrown on stage. Courtney picks it up.
CL: Raiders? This is Italy, dork. Ok, grunge. Remember grunge?
Audience cheers.
Courtney puts the baseball cap on backwards.
CL: Well, it’s dead.
She takes the cap off and throws it down.
-TAKE AWAY JAM
Courtney pretends like she’s going to stage dive, but she doesn’t.
CL: Italy’s the place where you kill people for stage diving. No fucking way, man.
-GUTLESS
-IMPROV
-SOFTER, SOFTEST
During the song, Courtney stops singing to help a guy who’s getting thrashed in the pit. She pulls him up, then gestures for him to go to the side of the stage.
-SOFTER, SOFTEST (RESUMES)
Courtney picks up some keys that have been thrown on stage.
CL: Whose keys are these?
Audience screams.
Courtney pants heavily into the mic.
CL: I was faking it.
CL: Melissa Auf der Maur.
Audience cheers.
CL: LOUDER! LOUDER!!!
Audience cheers louder.
CL: And that’s Patty Schemel…and that’s a fucker. I hate him.
She goes over to Eric. She playfully punches him on the chest and kicks him. Eric is laughing as he kicks her back. He gives her a kick on the butt as she walks back to the mic.
-I THINK THAT I WOULD DIE
Opening chords to Best Sunday Dress.
Courtney goes over and talks to Eric. Their conversation isn’t audible, but he points to the large clock that’s on the wall above the stage.
-BEST SUNDAY DRESS
Courtney drinks from a bottle of water, then pours some of it on the audience. She goes over to Patty’s drum riser and picks up three bottles of water. She passes them out to the crowd.
-PRETTY ON THE INSIDE
Courtney: (Singing) La la la la la la la la la la la la. I took her home and made her dessert.
-CREDIT IN THE STRAIGHT WORLD
CL: (Singing) It’s kind of hard when she’s ready to go. This indecision, it’s bugging me, but that’s ok, ’cause I got no self esteem. Oh why yeah, yeah. (Laughs)
CL: I made him take those stupid things out of his hair. You really should be proud of me.
Audience cheers.
CL: I told him he had the worst hair in rock and he…no one had told him he had the worst hair in rock. That hair has gotta go. He…he was surprised and his band clapped. They had never confronted him that he had the worst hair in rock – and he said, ‘My girlfriend put my braids in.’ That’s what he said – but he took ’em out, thank God. And, you know, now I’m pregnant with, uh…fuck, I forgot. Who am I pregnant with this week?
Audience: ??
CL: No, no, not Trent. He’s too small.
Audience: ??
CL: Who? Oh, I’m not pregnant this week. That’s good. Alright, I gotta get on…this..this was Kurt’s favorite song, ok?
-HEY JUDE (CHORUS)
CL: You think he heard us?
-DOLL PARTS
CL: Thanks for throwing candy. Don’t throw it at my tits. Throw money, I need it.
Audience: ??
CL: Yeah, you’re all buying bootleg shirts, I fucking need it.
Someone in Crowd: We still bought the t-shirt. We love the t-shirt.
CL: Hi. Why do you love me? You don’t know me!
Guy in Crowd: We love you!
CL: Ok, you threw that fucking thing – you do that again, I’m walking off this stage, I swear to fucking God – and everyone around you, don’t blame the one person, ’cause there’s ten people around you if you throw that fucking thing. Fuck you and you’re wearing a Nirvana shirt that fucking has fucking Pearl Jam fucking font on it, so fuck you. I didn’t know Nirvana and Pearl Jam were the same fucking thing.
Something is thrown on stage.
CL: Oh, those were rolling papers. That’s acceptable. One more shitty thing on this stage, I’m walking and that’s it, so if you’re around someone who’s scoring something, punch ’em in the face.
Courtney picks up a bottle of water.
CL: Yeah, well, Eddie Vedder said he’d like to trade places with me. I don’t think he gives fucking people water. I give you water, Eddie doesn’t – fuck him!
Courtney pours water on the audience.
Courtney walks up to the mic. She takes off her guitar.
CL: Goodnight!
Courtney walks off stage. The rest of the band follows her.
A man comes on stage and says something in Italian into the mic.
(Cut)
The band returns to the stage.
CL: Throw one more thing and I’ll kick your fucking asses, all of you at once.
Courtney shakes a fist at the audience. Then she smiles and touches some of their hands. She flops face first into the crowd and is pulled back by a bouncer.
CL: You’re dangerous, man. You’ll kill me.
Courtney puts a hand over her crotch.
CL: Ooch.
Someone in the audience is holding up a picture of Kurt.
CL: I don’t want that picture of Kurt. I’ve got lots of pictures of Kurt at home, it’s ok. Just go sing Hey Jude and, you know, he’ll hear it.
-VIOLET
-HE HIT ME (AND IT FELT LIKE A KISS)
-SUGAR COMA
CL: (To Eric) We have one more. What do you wanna do? No, we could do two more. No, let’s do Old Age and Olympia.
CL: I need a new guitar.
Opening chords to Old Age.
CL: (To Eric) No, I start it.
Guy in Crowd: Rock Star, Courtney! Rock Star!
CL: We’re gonna make you three minutes late for curfew. If they pull the plug, fuck them. Do you wanna hear a song I wrote with my husband?
Audience cheers.
CL: So do I.
-OLD AGE
CL: Chad.
Chad brings Courtney a new guitar.
-OLYMPIA/TOUCH THE SKY
Courtney puts her mic stand in the audience, then she goes over and does the same thing to Melissa’s mic stand. A guy is running around trying to get them back. Courtney takes a necklace from someone in the audience. She holds it up before walking off stage.