Venue: Pine Knob Music Theater (Lollapalooza)
Location: Clarkston, MI
Hole Lineup: Courtney Love (Guitar/Vocals), Eric Erlandson (Guitar), Melissa Auf der Maur (Bass/Background Vocals), and Patty Schemel (Drums).
Guy in Crowd: Go on, Courtney!
Guy in Crowd: She’s so big and lanky. She’s so into her schtick.
CL: Hey there.
Audience screams.
-PLUMP
CL: Melissa, did you drive around in a van with guys last night? Is that what you did? And you didn’t make out with any of them? I hate this place – nothing personal (Laughs). Nothing personal. Do you remember the last time I was here? (Laughs).
Guy in Crowd: Yes! Yes, I do!
-MISS WORLD
Guy in Crowd: The moral is, don’t throw in advance.
Guy in Crowd: That’s bullshit man, why are they calling the shots?
CL: Do you want me to stay? So then you won’t get fucked? I love it here.
Guy in Crowd: My husband’s dead.
CL: You get up there.
-GUTLESS
-THE ROSE
CL: Catch, asshole.
CL: Why do you have to sit so far away? It sucks. Well, I’ll pay for the insurance. COME HERE! Fucking pussies.
CL: I wouldn’t stage dive for a million bucks. Get that Nine Inch Nails shirt out of my face.
-ASKING FOR IT
CL: (Singing) Hey, hey, hey, my, my, my, my love will never die, it’s better to burn out, is that what you said, it’s better to burn out than fade away, it’s better to burn out than fade away, it’s better to burn out than fade away.
CL: I hate these fucking things, I’d rather wear bikinis or something. Take it – I don’t want it.
CL: ??
-SOFTER, SOFTEST
CL: Thanks.
-CREDIT IN THE STRAIGHT WORLD
CL: Uh, Frances has this ?? What’s his fucking name, Eric? Frances has Elmo. ?? Elmo.
Courtney pants heavily into the mic.
-BEST SUNDAY DRESS
-WHOSE PORNO YOU BURN (BLACK)
Guy in Crowd #1: Do you want to do this? I’m gonna take a leak.
Guy in Crowd #2: Fucking hippie.
Guy in Crowd #3: You guys need shirts? 10 bucks.
Guy in Crowd #1: 10 minutes of time on left side, just flip and record.
Guy in Crowd #2: Ok.
Guy in Crowd #2: I got left holding the bomb.
-I THINK THAT I WOULD DIE
Guy in Crowd: 10 bucks guys. Godammit.
CL: I’m not well, I’m sick. You don’t know that do you? I’m ready to die.
CL: Still stripping at my age. That is pathetic. ??
-DOLL PARTS
CL: I could leave with Sinéad.
CL: Eric, I hate when you tune. No one notices. People paid for those ??
CL: Oh, there’s one about a real dick.
-VIOLET
CL: It’s silent up there.
Guy in Crowd #1: Jason.
Guy in Crowd #2: You didn’t miss too much.
Guy in Crowd: Take the dirt off the tap.
CL: Trade places with me, c’mon. C’mon, c’mon just for a fucking day.
Guy in Crowd: Good job, boys.
CL: First of all…
CL: Go Eric, go on. I’m ready to die, now go.
-DROWN SODA
Guy in Crowd #1: I’m not throwing shit. I’m not throwing shit. Fuck it. What else we got, dude?
Guy in Crowd #2: Do it, man, hit a security guard.
Guy in Crowd #1: Peer pressure, peer pressure.
-PENNYROYAL TEA
Guy in Crowd #1: (During song) There should be more nudity.
Guy in Crowd #2: (During song) Yeah.
Guy in Crowd #1: (During song) This is great. They should check everybody’s fingernails.
CL: ?? AND HE WAS RIGHT! I’m gonna marry a Texas billionaire – 70 years old.
Guy in Crowd: Good for you.
CL: My name is shit. Stop getting crushes. It’s like temporary death.
-SUGAR COMA
Guy in Crowd: There’s a portion of the cement right through there – it looks like a fucking putt putt course (Laughs). They got it roped off.
CL: That’s called sod. They want me to tell you to stop throwing that grass around, ok you little punkers? Stop throwing sod. Stop throwing sod. Why? ‘Cause it hits the soundboard? Ok, stop throwing that sod.
-SHE’S LOST CONTROL
CL: What’s that called? When he puts his arm around me, I feel like I wanna be owned. Wait, is that you that said that? When he puts his arm around me, I feel like I wanna be possessed. I think you said that.
CL: I’m going! Alright, Eric.
-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. Everything I did, I did it for myself, you won’t get it back, you’ll never get it back, everything I took, I took it for myself, you won’t give it back, you won’t give it back.
-OLYMPIA (RESUMES)
CL: Mom, Mom, am I pretty? Mom, Mom, am I pretty?
Guy in Crowd: No!
CL: Well, she’s not even pretty. How is she gonna fuck those guys if she’s just not even pretty? ‘Cause she gives really good head! Yeah, she’s a real bitch. I saw her once at a party. Yeah, she was fucking Michael Stipe on the fucking floor. She’s ?? too. AND SHE’S NOT EVEN PRETTY!
-OLYMPIA (RESUMES)