Venue: Music Midtown Festival
Location: Atlanta, GA
Hole Lineup: Courtney Love (Guitar/Vocals), Eric Erlandson (Guitar), Melissa Auf der Maur (Bass/Background Vocals), and Samantha Maloney (Drums).
CL: Yeah, you bitch. Sorry I’m late.
-VIOLET
During the song, Courtney takes off her shoes and throws them into the audience.
CL: We wrote that song in Atlanta.
Audience screams.
-AWFUL
-YOU AIN’T WOMAN ENOUGH (TO TAKE MY MAN) (TEASE)
CL: Alright, it’s Sunday. I wonder how many Baptists are here tonight. See, I like Baptists. Oh, come on, admit it, just admit it. I go to a Baptist church sometimes. Are you Baptist? (She holds the mic out to the audience) Were ya raised Baptist? (She holds the mic out again) You won’t even admit it, you shits! I’m walking off stage. Were you raised Baptist? (She holds the mic out again).
Audience screams.
CL: See, I think that’s sexy. Melissa, do you think that’s sexy? ??
CL: So I wrote this song, as opposed to other people (Laughs) ??
Courtney gestures at Eric. He gestures back.
CL: Not you, all the other people who aren’t here. Shut up!
-PRETTY ON THE INSIDE
-HEAVEN TONIGHT
During the song: Courtney goes over to the side of the stage and climbs up the stage rigging. A crew member hovers around her. She then climbs over to a tall stack of speakers and sings there for a while. She climbs down onto a crew member’s shoulders, then he helps her down. She goes over to Eric and grabs him a little bit. She goes over and stands behind Melissa until the end of the song.
CL: Hold on.
CL: I want to hear a really big round for Samantha Maloney, one of the best drummers in this country – and she has fucking ovaries!
Courtney holds the mic out to the audience. Sam stands up and waves her arms.
CL: All the way back there, you little yuppie. Do you know how hard it is to be a girl drummer, you shit? I want to hear you scream.
Courtney holds the mic out again.
Audience screams.
CL: How do you like that. That girl is one of the best drummers in America…technically.
CL: (To Melissa) You’re a bitch.
MADM: Can you hear us all the way, way out there? Thanks for watching. They’re watching, they don’t know ??
CL: ?? Hi.
MADM: Thanks for waiting all day.
CL: Hi.
CL: We’re kinda pretty up close, chicken shit.
CL: Oh, do you wish we were Korn or something?
Audience screams.
CL: Yeah, really? Ok, goodbye. I’ll ask you again – do you wish we were Korn or something? (She gives a thumbs down).
Audience screams, “No!”
CL: That was pretty good. One more time – do you wish we were Korn or something?
Audience screams, “No!”
CL: I love you! (Laughs)
-MISS WORLD
CL: Can I give you guys a tip? The more lighters you show, it makes me want to take my top off. It’s a thing.
Audience screams.
The audience is filled with lighters.
CL: But oh no, it has to be a solid block…no, just on a ballad. Calm down, Jesus Christ. I just was giving you a little flirt tip…see, but if it was every single one of you with a lighter, (Gesturing at Melissa) she’d take her top off.
Audience screams.
CL: ‘Cause you know why? When it’s hot, guys can take their tops off.
CL: Dude, give me that guitar ??
CL: Put ’em down, only put ’em up ?? Yo, is that your Nashville Pussy T-shirt? Rock.
CL: Alright, this is a song about, um, all the plastic surgery that Eric’s had.
-REASONS TO BE BEAUTIFUL
During the song: Courtney runs over to Melissa’s side of the stage and plays there for a minute. She eventually goes over to Eric’s side of the stage as well. She goes back to Melissa’s side of the stage and hangs from the rigging by one arm, then goes down to the audience.
CL: What? Oh, ’cause there was 17 lighters, you’re booing? There’s 60,000 people here, there are about to be 60,000 lighters, that’s what I’m telling you, little bitch. If you have a problem with that, I will beat you up, ’cause I’m a really big gal. (Fake Southern accent) I was at Little Five Points today and this little goth, a little satan ?? fan, came up to me. She was really a bitch and I said, ‘Now, listen, honey…’
Guys in the audience are chanting, “Show your tits.”
CL: No, I’m not gonna show my tits, I don’t…I’m not in the mood! It’s not a marketing ploy, I am not Madonna! I will show my tits if I’m in the mood and that’s the end of it.
Audience screams.
CL: So listen, here’s what the little goth girl in Little Five Points taught me, quickly – jocks and socs and freaks and punks and goths need to make friends, so we don’t fucking kill each other! If I can be friends with, like, you know, Brad Pitt, who’s nice, obviously he was a jock, right? Obviously I was a fucking stoner freak. We’re friends, you can do it (Laughs) it’s so retarded, ?? girls don’t need to write 666 on some jock’s locker – and you jocks… ’cause I know you’re at the back, jocks – stop beating the shit out of the punks, ok. Please, a little peace. Just ’cause you’re well acclimated…I’m gonna shut up now.
-MALIBU
During the song, Courtney goes over to Melissa’s side of the stage and climbs up the stage rigging.
-DUMB (TEASE)
CL: I do that once a year. My reference once a year, it happens.
CL: Hi, Atlanta!
Audience screams.
CL: (Fake Southern accent) I’d like to dedicate this next song to my, um, boyfriend, who is from Atlanta. (Normal voice) I have a boyfriend, he’s from Atlanta, you don’t know who he is, and I’m not gonna explain.
-DYING
During the song, Courtney takes off her top (she’s still wearing a blue bra underneath). Confetti pours down.
CL: (During song) Hold lighters!
Courtney picks up some hats and other things that have been thrown on stage.
CL: So, two baseball, um, caps, and a bud? I don’t think these are from girls. (Laughs)
A crew member brings Courtney a new guitar.
CL: (To the crew guy) What? Well, you mentioned it. I’m taking you out.
CL: We wrote this song in Atlanta too. We wrote…we wrote a lot of songs in Atlanta actually. Do you even give a shit? We wrote it here! (She holds the mic out to the audience).
Audience screams.
CL: We wrote it about Scarlett O’ Hara.
-ASKING FOR IT
During the song, Courtney turns the mic to the audience. Melissa continues to sing.
CL: (During song) Shh, Melissa. Let them sing.
CL: (Singing) Live through this with me, I swear that…
Courtney turns the mic to the audience and they sing, “I will die for you.”
-PRETTY PERSUASION (TEASE)
-USE ONCE & DESTROY
CL: Thank you. Did you like that? Melissa wrote it. She wrote it about sex. Did you even like it?
Audience screams.
CL: Oh, see, you’re not really used to the chicks doing the Zeppelin thing, right? Should we play some Cardigans songs? Do you want us to play a No Doubt song? Would that make you feel more comfortable? Alright, you guys…you guys in the back, do you want us to do a No Doubt cover? ‘Cause I have an ok abdomen. Little bitch, c’mere. All the way in the back ?? You come here, I’m gonna teach you guitar.
CL: We learned a Skynyrd cover (Laughs) we ain’t gonna do it though. Do you want one more? Uh, we can leave. (She turns the mic to the audience).
Audience screams.
Courtney goes up to the edge of the stage, leaning forward with one leg bent.
CL: (Singing) I am Iron Man, nrr nrr.
CL: Give me the guitar.
CL: So Elvis wrote this song for me.
-DOLL PARTS
During the song, Courtney holds the mic out to the audience and the crowd sings, “I want to be the girl with the most cake.”
After the song, Courtney goes over and puts her arms around Melissa. They talk about something.
-ONE MORE TIME (TEASE)
MADM: I can smell the Southern sweat.
CL: It’s very Southern.
MADM: All the way up to the stage.
CL: Y’all are sexy. You don’t even know how sexy you are. Come to the Northwest or the West sometime – you guys will all get laid so fast. That Southern thing just works on us.
MADM: This song is about our Southern summer.
CL: Maybe I’m into it, ’cause you can get away with the most horrible things, ’cause…(Laughs)
-BOYS ON THE RADIO
During the song: Courtney stands on a monitor at the beginning of the song, then she goes over to Melissa’s side of the stage. She climbs on a bouncer’s shoulders, then she gets down and goes into the audience. A bouncer tries to hold her back and then she falls forward (no longer visible in the video). She eventually resurfaces on Melissa’s side of the stage, with a bouncer holding her up.
-RADIO FREE EUROPE (TEASE)
CL: Goodnight.
(Encore break)
(CUT).
CL: Oh, you’re such a gangster with your little fucking laser gun, like I’m so scared. Am I gonna like…are you gonna, like, shoot me with your automatic rifle on stage? What a way to go, bitch. So far away, such a coward, come on flash that fucking thing again, c’mon you little fucking freak. Ooh, ooh. Oh, I’m scared. (Fake Southern accent) You know what? My skin is bullet proof, bitch. Uh huh. (Normal voice) Y’all are fucked up, ’cause you know what? I’ve got the Lord. I use profanity, but I’ve got the Lord. (Laughs) This should prove it.
-NORTHERN STAR
During the song, Courtney sits on a monitor, facing the crowd, while she sings. She takes off her bracelet and hands it to someone in the audience.
CL: Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. See that nice star up there? (She points at the sky) See that star up there?
CL: I’m trying to quit smoking.
MADM: Not a song by us, a song for you.
-PARADISE CITY
CL: Yo, Val.
Val brings Courtney a guitar.
-CELEBRITY SKIN
Samantha throws her drum sticks into the audience. Eric walks off stage.
-PALE BLUE EYES (TEASE)
While Courtney is singing, a beer is thrown at her.
CL: I’m assuming a guy threw a beer at me, ’cause a girl would never. Goodnight. I almost gave one of your girlfriends a guitar. Maybe I still will, you little fucking cunt. Ooh, I wish that guy that threw a beer on me would just come up here, ’cause I’d love to beat you up and I could, you little pussy. You little pussycat. Are you fellating firearms on the side ’cause you’re so repressed? You little pussy. I’m mad now. No one’s ever done that, so you are a revolutionary from the South. Was it you? Oh, it was you? Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it?
Guy in Crowd: Take off your shirt! Take off your dress!
CL: ?? I am so strong. C’mere, we’ll do it professional on stage, no lawsuits, no lawsuits. C’mere, I will beat you up. C’mere. No lawsuits, no…sign a disclaimer. ?? ’cause I wll beat you. You think you can throw beers on girls? Uh huh. That’s what you think, bitch? C’mere. Every girl in this audience, you know what? She’s gonna know she can beat you and every time you try and rape her and harrass her ass, she’ll know she…oh, you’re a pussy? Come up here. Boys, let that boy up here. We will fight. C’mon, you wanna box? Do you wanna box? Oh, you little pussy. I’m gonna tear it off. Is it three inches or just two? C’mere, little bitch, no seriously. Now you’re up at the front. Come on, all the way up, all the way up. I’m gonna kick your ass and you know what? I was a runt in Junior High. C’mere. ?? He threw a beer on me, I’m really annoyed. C’mere, bring him up here. ?? Put him on the damn stage.
A guy comes up to the front of the audience. Courtney squats down and puts the mic in his face.
CL: Did you throw your beer on me?
Guy: No.
CL: Well, then what the fuck are you doing up here? Do you wanna fight with me? But you didn’t throw the beer on me. Well, you’re a dork.
Audience screams.
CL: Do you wanna fight with me anyway? I don’t want to fight with you anyway. I only want to fight with the idiot wimp that threw the beer on me. (Laughs) You have really good teeth. I’m not gonna fight with you unless you threw something – but I could kick your ass. Alright, everyone else can go home, it’s a personal matter now. Thank you. (Laughs) You coward. I thought Confederates weren’t cowards.
Audience boos.
CL: I thought the Conf…I thought the South was full of rebels and revolutionaries and gentlemen who didn’t throw things at women.
CL: Where’s my guitar, Steve?
Steve brings Courtney a guitar.
CL: Goodnight, Atlanta, thank you very much – except you little fucker with the beer.
Courtney goes over to Eric’s side of the stage and hands the guitar to someone in the audience.