Venue: Luna Theater
Location: Brussels, Belgium
Hole Lineup: Courtney Love (Guitar/Vocals), Eric Erlandson (Guitar), Melissa Auf der Maur (Bass/Background Vocals), and Patty Schemel (Drums).
CL: Hi.
Audience screams.
CL: I hate playing in heels, man. See, I’m short…a little.
The band starts playing Cinnamon Girl.
CL: Wait, let’s not get…wait, wait, wait, wait. Um, there’s no picks here. Thanks. Go.
-CINNAMON GIRL (TEASE)
-ORIGINAL SIN
CL: (Singing) Fuck I’m sick, fuck me I’m rich, fuck me, oh you can’t, ’cause I married a bitch (Laughs).
-VIOLET
CL: This song’s called I Wanna Be Your Dog – not.
-BEAUTIFUL SON
CL: You know who’s, um, Belgiumish, Melissa? Billy Pumpkin. He’s Belgiumish – what do you call a Belgiumish pers – Flemish? His grandmother’s from Belgium. It’s the cheekbone thing. It’s that cheekbone action going on up here. Yeah, Billy Pumpkin’s from, like, Belgium or something. I don’t know, was that almost like a cheer? (Laughs). Is that called Hungarian if you’re from Belgium?
Audience screams.
CL: No? Yes? Tell me – someone say yes or no.
Audience screams.
CL: I don’t understand – yes or no? Are you Hungarian if you’re from Belgium?
Audience screams.
CL: Yes? So he’s Belgiumish. If his grandmother’s from Belgium, and then he said the rest of the family’s Hungarian, right?
MADM: That makes sense ’cause ?? Dutch ??
CL: Is that what he told you?
MADM: No.
CL: He probably also told you he loved you right at the same time he told me, right?
CL: Patty’s the one who’s married to him. The pear-shaped box is your husband.
CL: (Singing) I’ve been stuck inside this pear-shaped box for years.
Audience cheers.
CL: It’s a joke.
Guy in Crowd: ??
CL: No.
-MISS WORLD
CL: Is that just in Europe that you don’t do lighters for girls? You know, in America, they do lighters for girls. It’s ok, really, just ’cause some of us have tits, you can still have a lighter if you like a song. You know just, thank you, you don’t have to save it for Megadeth or something.
CL: Isn’t my first band, Faith No More, really big here?
There isn’t much of a reaction from the audience.
CL: Yeah, right. That’s what my friend told me in the band – he said ‘We’re really big in Belgium.’ When I was in Faith No More, they were cool though, they were punk rock. They weren’t rock, they were punk rock. Like you care. Alright, what are we doing? Oh yeah, we’re gonna do the fucking blues song.
-DROWN SODA
CL: Hey man, this dress is expensive. I guess, you know, I’m not stage diving to you. Fucker heads.
-ASKING FOR IT
CL: Thank you.
Guy in Crowd: Make up a new song!
CL: We make up new songs every night. I made up a new song at the fucking…when I first come out here. I hope that’s a Pearl Jam shirt, man, ’cause if it’s not, I’m walking off stage.
Guy in Crowd: ??
CL: Oh, you lame ass. Hey, check it out, for every Pearl Jam shirt in this building, I’ll give you twice what you paid. Give it back, I’ll give you twice what you paid, otherwise leave and I’ll refund your ticket, how about that? It’s good for you to not have a Pearl Jam shirt – ’cause they fucking suck, that’s why!
Audience screams.
CL: My daughter hates them, my husband hated ’em, I hate ’em, it’s just a little family tradition, that’s all.
CL: You want to hear a new song?
Audience cheers.
-JUST DO IT
CL: She’s in fucking bed – she’s not a rock singer. If you want her, go have your own baby – just make sure the sperm guy, the donor is good. Make sure he’s got good cheekbones.
CL: I did – what do you think I’m doing? Just spoken…what am I, Rollins? You want spoken word? Some old orange tubercular, some old whore ridicular, go reach your nightmares knocking at my door, it’s not my job you idiot, I’m just a stupid whore. What the fuck do you want? I’m fucking singing.
-GUTLESS
-IMPROV
CL: So the feud…the feud continues. Well, it stopped for a while.
CL: I look like death bassist? My bassist looks like death? She’s the healthiest person in the world. Melissa Auf der Maur.
Audience cheers.
CL: LOUDER, YOU LITTLE PUSSIES!
MADM: ??
CL: This is Patty Schemel.
Audience cheers.
CL: She’s the first girl to ever be on the cover of a drum magazine, how about that?
Audience cheers.
CL: LOUDER, YOU LITTLE SHITS!
CL: And this motherfucker wants a divorce. Well, you know what, fine – but I got a pre-nuptial, you’re gonna get fleeced. His name is Eric.
Audience cheers.
CL: And he claims to put up with my shit, but he doesn’t apparently. He talks about me behind my back.
CL: This is about the girl in your class that smelled like pee pee and you always picked on her.
-SOFTER SOFTEST
CL: (During song) We did it! You’re goths.
CL: Thank you. You’re the sweetest Un-American audience. They’re the best audience in Europe. You are, ’cause the Italians fucking’ll kill me, if I like, you know, it’s no…they grab at me too much and the French just stand there, and the Dutch…we don’t wanna talk about the Dutch. So you guys are really good, thanks a lot.
Audience cheers.
CL: The fucking Dutch man, oh. Was that the worst audience, the Dutch? Worse than Lyon? I think the Dutch audience was the worst, by a country fucking mile. Oh, Sydney was my fault, I talked too much, that’s all, but it was a good show, except for me…it’s my own fault…but those fucking Dutch. Too much hash.
-TAKE AWAY JAM
CL: Stop that goddamn dress ?? or I swear to God, or I won’t fucking…not get anymore water on you, you’ll dehydrate. It’s a 200 dollar dress. Yeah, I know Kurt would have been mad that I bought a 200 dollar dress, but you know what, fuck Kurt. He fucked me, so I can buy a 200 dollar dress.
Guy in Crowd: ??
CL: I still like Mudhoney. It’s just that Mark’s mad ’cause I never went out with him, that’s why.
-I THINK THAT I WOULD DIE
CL: Thank you.
CL: What? My dress is now ruined. How can you love the dress? This is new, it’s a goddamn waltz.
-BEST SUNDAY DRESS
-I LIKE IT LIKE THAT/CRIPPLE DANCE
-SHE’S LOST CONTROL
CL: That’s for the Belgian groupie that ruined Ian Curtis’s life. Her name was Annik, any of you know her? She was his mistress. She made him suicidal, so we decided to pay a little fucking tribute.
Guy in Crowd: Kurt and Kristen!
CL: Kristen’s here and so is Kurt – they’re watching, don’t worry about it.
CL: Thank you. Does it got acid on it? If you spiked me, I’ll find you and kill you. Alright.
-PRETTY ON THE INSIDE
-CREDIT IN THE STRAIGHT WORLD
CL: (Singing) Na na na na na na na na, I took her home and made her dessert, and she sleeps with my friend, so whoa yeah yeah, whoa yeah yeah, who yeah yeah, whoa yeah yeah…(Laughs).
CL: We like them. That’s not…that’s not…that’s not making fun of them. I’ve just gotta get him to get rid of that fucking shit hair. No, no, when Offspring come here, could you remind him how bad his hair is? ‘Cause I told him to his face. No, he’s fine, he’s a nice guy, his name’s Bryan, just tell him to get rid of that fucking hair. Call him Bo Derek.
CL: Yeah, they’re a real group. They’ve been around for eight years, fuck you. They’re a hardcore Orange County group. They’re an actual punk rock band – unlike Pearl Jam, which you bought, like, every one of their fucking records. Why are you standing in the front, you shithead? I’ll kick your ass.
Guy in Crowd: They suck! All the bands suck!
CL: Yeah, most of them.
-TEENAGE WHORE
-SHE WALKS ON ME
CL: (Singing) Bitch, take off my shoes.
-CARS
CL: (During song) Can you play that part?
CL: How fucking glamorous.
CL: This is a song about the reductionism and the hegemonism of the male homogamy and the…
-DOLL PARTS
CL: Thank you.
Guy in Crowd: ??
CL: Aw, that was a joke. You want a cigarette?
-PLUMP
CL: This is new. It’s called Sugar Coma.
-SUGAR COMA
CL: Goodnight.
CL: All you…I’ll do you a favor if you do me a favor. Here’s the deal, check it out – you take your Pearl Jam records, you take your Nirvana records, and you fucking separate ’em, ok?
Audience screams.
CL: Just do it for me and I’ll do this for you. I wrote this (Note: The recording is cut here, but she most likely said, “I wrote this with my husband”).
-PENNYROYAL TEA
CL: A bargain’s a bargain! Are you gonna do what I said? Thank you.
Audience screams and chants.
(Cut)
CL: You’re special. You know we don’t do that song for just fucking anybody.
-HE HIT ME (AND IT FELT LIKE A KISS)
CL: That song was written in 1965, the year I was born, by Carole King. It’s a little sick, isn’t it? Do you understand English, any of you? He hit me and it felt like really good, but I can relate to that, ?? Yeah, well, ?? C’mere and hit me.
CL: Ok, me and Kurt and Patty wrote this one night when we were really drunk. Welcome to the Kurt part of our fucking show, I guess. Jesus.
CL: Shut up, Eric.
-DRUNK IN RIO
CL: ?? They already got two, I don’t want to give them another one. Two is the maximum for a good audience. No, I mean for Kurt…(Cut)
-OLYMPIA/TOUCH THE SKY/IMPROV/ROCK STAR (ORIGINAL VERSION)(TEASE)
-ROCK ‘N ROLL N*GGER (TEASE)
CL: (Singing) Don’t go back to Rockville, don’t go back to Rockville, don’t go back to Rockville, you’ll waste another year.
PS: See you on our next tour.
CL: Goodnight. Thank you.