The Next Big Thing

Just got back from Amsterdam where Alice 'n me went to see the Seeds. The Seeds?, better make that Sky Saxon plus backin' band as he was the sole original member to appear. After last year's triumphant European track by Arthur Lee's Love hopes were up for something of equal magnitude, but alas, it was not to be. A modest crowd (including original Outsider Ronnie Splinter) got to see a band that was capable enough at deliverin' a sound close to the original, but it was Sky himself who was the weakest link. Hiding behind his shades and dressed in a way that would have been deemed fashionable by former hippies circa 1981, his flat/low voice has lost all the anger/sneer that so typifies those old Seeds discs. His moves were stiff 'n lifeless as if dozin' off on Prozac, or maybe he spend the afternoon samplin' the wares in one of A'dam's coffee shops, who knows?. He mentioned something about pullin' energy from the air by hand, but whatever was in the air tonight, it was obvious he wasn't able to grab it.