Venue: World Music Theater (Lollapalooza)
Location: Tinley Park, IL
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 got a thing about this town.
-PLUMP
Courtney pants heavily into the mic.
CL: I was faking it.
-MISS WORLD
CL: Thanks. Thanks. Thanks. Um, this is a song about a jerk. Most of ’em are.
-GUTLESS
-THE ROSE/WHOSE PORNO
CL: (Fake Euro accent) That’s Melissa Auf der Maur, whose father, Nick Auf der Maur, is here tonight. (Normal voice) Say, ‘Hi, Daddy.’
MADM: Hi, Daddy and hi, Chicago. You’re the city that brought us together.
CL: Yeah (Laughs).
MADM: That’s how I found this band.
CL: I think it was, like, a guy.
MADM: A guy called Chicago.
CL: That lives here.
-ASKING FOR IT
CL: That’s Eric Remschneider, he’s a cellist from Chicago.
Audience cheers.
CL: You guys, will you give water to the kids? Being that, uh, I’m not a kid anymore, ’cause, uh, it was my birthday the other day and I turned the fuckin’ age, man. I think I’m gonna die now. How old is that? Can we say that out loud? 27. 22. 30! I’M 30! (To Melissa) You’re fuckin’ 22, shut up, you c*nt! OH GOD, IT’S HORRIBLE. SHUT UP. I wanted to retire by this age.
-SOFTER, SOFTEST
-WHOSE PORNO YOU BURN (BLACK)
-CREDIT IN THE STRAIGHT WORLD
CL: Hold on.
CL: Give it to a girl, schmuck.
-BEST SUNDAY DRESS
CL: Thanks. That’s new.
CL: Just tell me that none of you were popular in high school and I’ll be happy.
Audience cheers.
CL: Thanks. I didn’t really get a read on that. Does that mean half of you were the fucking football captain? Who was not popular in high school? I just want to know.
Audience screams.
CL: Then we’re all friends.
-I THINK THAT I WOULD DIE
CL: Thanks. My underarms stink. I never fucking stink. What the hell is that, man? No, this one stinks and this one smells like rosettes.
CL: What? Would you like something? Would you like Melissa to show you her panties?
MADM: That’s her job, not mine.
CL: Missy, you gotta do the water thing, it’s polite. I know you don’t like to be assertive and you’re all beautiful and ethereal, but just do the water thing once in a while, ok? Melissa, I’m gonna stand here and be the virgin, you go over there and be the whore, ok? Oh, she doesn’t fucking know how. Yeah, put me in my place, bitch. You don’t know how. You’re just a prettier, well-bred version of me, Melissa, you know it.
MADM: This is a hit song that Courtney wrote. Do it.
CL: (Laughs) Yeah, but don’t you know that harmonies equal publishing money? Bitch.
-DOLL PARTS
CL: Uh, I wrote this song about, uh, another jerk…from here (Laughs). I have a relationship with this town that’s just sado-masochistic.
Audience cheers.
CL: (Laughs) Oh, you like that? Well, guess which one I am.
-VIOLET
CL: I know you’re here. I just want you to know that it’s not over ’til it’s over and I always win. I don’t think the fat lady has sung yet. If you make it to my funeral, come with a fucking red dress on, ok, baby.
CL: Missy, the long one or the short one? We got ten.
Guy in Crowd: Long one, baby! Long one!
CL: I like ’em both. I’ll have to ask somebody objective. Remschneider – Drown Soda or Sugar Coma? Drown Soda? Ok. Yes, yes, you can go be a guitar God, ok.
-DROWN SODA
CL: What? Hey? Frances doesn’t come out on stage anymore. It’s not a good idea.
CL: Melissa gave me a bir…a book for my birthday, um, it’s called Celibacy & Women. Uh, it’s only been two weeks, but I’m trying, Melissa.
MADM: It’s teaching each other great lessons in life, we are…
CL: Yeah, you go be a slut, I’ll be a celibate, ok.
CL: Aw man, I don’t want to play this fucking punker song. Are you wearing puka shells, Eric?
Guy in Crowd: Smells Like Teen Spirit!
CL: How’s Drew?
Audience screams.
CL: I used to go out with him. I don’t know what she sees in him, you know. Alright.
-OLYMPIA
CL: (Singing) Mary, Mary, Mary, dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, up her back, back, back, she flew so high, high, high, she touched the sky, sky, sky, she flew so high, high, high, she touched the sky. And you hang from the blossom tree, oh baby just bleed for me, oh baby what a whore you are, and there you go in your nazi car, and I can see everything you see and sugar runs from your arteries. Boring, boring, BORING.
-OLYMPIA (RESUMES)
Courtney recites a version of Charles Baudelaire’s Le Vampire (“You deserve not the reward, freedom from your slavery…”)
CL: Something…is…rotten…in…the…state…of…Denmark!
-OLYMPIA (RESUMES)
-PENNYROYAL TEA
CL: DON’T YOU EVER FUCKING FORGET!