New upgrades keep appearing. The latest al master is much clearer with a better balenced bass. Very enjoyable.
An old recording was very noisy, bass heavy recording, though at least the bass was much clear. An above average recording spoilt by to much bottom end. 5th gen source.
Sunrise Musical Theatre, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, USA
____A BLUESDEVIL MASTER____
Length: 75 minutes
Source: Master cassette audience recording
Quality: Good (on a scale from 1 to 5, maybe a 3) Decent Clash II show with the unreleased "Pouring Rain" and "Ammunition" played. Things really went into high gear in last quarter of set. Some parts of the tape are slightly muffled, probably due to me ducking from security!! Not perfect, but Still an enjoyable listen. - PLAY IT LOUD!
I was at the CLASH Fort Lauderdale '84 show. There were a few interesting stories that night! Also, I have a second generation recording of the show. I got it from a fellow named Bootleg Bill who taped many many shows in the Fort Lauderdale area at the time (heck, he may even still be at it). It's a pretty good tape- I give it a 7.5 out of 10 for quality. Please let me know if you'd like a copy or any stories. -mt
Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The most boring place on Earth.. and the Clash are coming to town! Dude, NOBODY of the Clash's stature play in Florida. Nobody! This is big news! My friends and I (the only punk rockers in our suburban development) get our tickets immediately. True, it's not the 'real' Clash (no Mick Jones), but hey a fake Clash is better than no Clash.
A few weeks before the show, a controversy develops. The Clash are playing the Sunrise Music Theatre, a venue which has hosted its fair share of rock shows, but specializes in a more upscale performer. The interior walls of the lobby are decorated with pictures of Frank, Sammy, Englebert those kind of people. Upscale performers attract an upscale audience- the kind of people who will happily fork over a premium charge for the 'dinner seats'.
The dinner seats are the best seats in the house. Purchase of a dinner seat includes, as you might have guessed, dinner. Probably Chicken McNuggets, but I'm only guessing because I could NEVER afford one of those seats.
As one could guess, this being a Punk Rock show, the punks weren't too happy with this dinner seat jive. A hue and cry was raised and I have a vague memory of a petition going around (don't take my word 100% on that, though).
However it happened, the band heard about our dilemma and intervened with the venue management to make ALL seats available at the same price. I seem to recall that it was a bit of a struggle, but the Sunrise Music Theatre eventually caved in. A victory for the people brought to you by the Clash!
After all that, I thought show was a bit anticlimactic. I'd already made up my mind that the band probably wasn't going to be that good. Certainly not authentic. Also, I'd read that the Clash were one of the loudest bands in the world and I was ready to be pummeled. They opened with 'London Calling' and my immediate impression was of how UNLOUD and distant the band sounded.
The music didn't batter me like I was hoping to be battered. There were TV sets (or some kind of video screens) all over the stage showing clips of battle scenes and whatnot. There was much tough guy posing from the new kids, Paul was just kind of there, and Joe was wearing white pants, a white jacket, and I think a blue Hawaiian shirt. He was sporting his Mohawk and kept holding his head while he sang, as if he had a headache. He grimaced like he had a headache, too. He occasionally played third guitar and my thought at the time was 'Why''. The sound was murky enough to where his playing was inaudible.
Overall, between my own bias and the poor sound and the weird presentation with all the TV sets and the obvious posing and Joe's apparent pain in the head, I was a bit disappointed by the show. Not disappointed enough to miss a chance to meet the band, though. The people I went to the show with wanted to get backstage.
Not really my scene, but whatever. There was a whole mob of us outside by the backstage door after the concert. We hung out there for a long time and as the evening wore on, the crowd thinned out quite a bit. Finally, after quite a wait, this Rasta dude opened the door and said in a thick Jamaican accent 'Do you want to meet the Clash'' We of course said 'YEAH' so he said 'Come wit' me' and he led us through the labyrinthine backstage area (where mere mortals are not normally allowed) to the dressing room and there they were!
It was pretty weird for a young kid like myself to suddenly be face to face with the people who I'd just seen on stage in a big theatre- especially Joe and Paul. I'd been reading about them and looking at their faces on album covers for years and there they were. Just like that. All of the band members had girls on their arms.
Joe had one particularly well know Clash groupie as his entertainment for the night (later I found out that it was through her efforts that the whole dinner seat fiasco was put to rest. Still later I learned that she was a bit more than a mere groupie, but that's another story for another time). The new guys especially seemed to be enjoying their female companionship.
I looked over at Nick Sheppard just in time to hear him make a witty remark to one of his chicks. 'Oh, I see they're letting longhairs in tonight', referring to my then (and still) shoulder length hair. I walked over and asked for an autograph, which made him wince a bit. Good!
Then I found myself face to face with Paul Simenon. He was very polite. I felt a need to talk to him. This is how it went:
ME: So, uhhh, do you like playing punk or reggae better'
PS: Excuse me, I have to go.
I wonder how many 'conversations' like that poor old Paul has had in his life'
My friend (who I had a band with) gave Joe a copy of our record which he graciously accepted. He actually seemed interested in our little 45. I remember his girl looking at me with contempt. I finished getting my autographs and it was time to go home- or so I thought. One of the people I was with found out that the band was staying at a local Holiday Inn and wanted to resume the party there. We drove around for a while trying to find it (against my will) but had no luck, so the night was finally over.
Many years later I finally heard a recording of the gig and it wasn't half bad. The renditions of the oldies were OK but the new songs showed a lot of promise. In fact, this particular tape kindled within me an intense interest in the latter day Clash. I realize now that they were a good band and had a lot to offer- if they had been allowed to. I often ask myself 'What if' What if that band had been allowed into the studio to record Cut The Crap Clash history would have a happier ending and that band would have gotten a fair shake.
I listen to that bootleg of the Clash in Fort Lauderdale quite a bit these days. Now I wish I'd been more open minded about that band's capabilities (I also wish the acoustics had been better at the show). I think I would have enjoyed the gig very much. At least now, more than 20 years later, through the wonder of modern bootlegging, I'm able to.
PS Though the concert technically took place in Sunrise, Sunrise is merely a subdivision (one of too many) of Fort Lauderdale.
Thanks to Margaret Griffis - margaret.griffis[a]gmail.com for use of the photos. Anyone wishing to contact Margaret for high resolution ones can do at the above email address.
Editor - these are the best shots Ihave seen which show the TV monitors as stage backdrop.
the clash played the sunrise musical theater in march of 1984. it was the "out of control tour" without Jones, Headon or Chimes, so we called them "we are not the clash" because we were young a-holes. i'm happy that the lighting was fairly bright--there was a lot of jostling in the crowd especially during the older tunes. if it had been dark or there had been a lot of the dreaded red lights, more of these would have been blurry.
I remember having seats in the 4th row and running up to the front when everyone "made their move" as was the habit there in those days. Some lady was mad at this because she had paid like three times as much for front row tix. (It was a dinner theater so you got better seats if you bought their food.)
She took it out on me. I guess because I was the only punker smaller than she was, I was the least menacing. She was maybe 30 at the time, but seemed older than dirt and very uncool--like she was playing hooky from a boring office job. I remember she was wearing a Clash shirt from the previous tour and thinking "geez, at least you've gotten to see them somewhere. how 'bout letting us poor schmucks stuck in Florida have a crack." (This was the first and only appearance of the Clash in South Florida as far as I could remember.) Anyway, she was so bitchy that she reported me to a security guard for taking these pictures, and when he did nothing to stop me, she moved up and shoved her hand in front of my lens. I tried to grab it a couple of times, and I finally had to tell her that I was going to crack her arm on the stage if I managed to get it the next time. Fair warning. Thankfully, she didn't test me and we have these nice pictures.
It has me thinking though. This was such a different era. For some reason, they didn't like you taking pictures of rock bands back then and you often couldn't take cameras into shows. They thought you were going to make money off them or not spend money on the pictures they were selling, I guess. How pointlessly stupid.
And I remember on a couple of occasions having the film taken. OMG, that 16 year old girl is taking pictures---she's probably the head of an Italian poster printing syndicate and will be making tons of money off these pictures she's taking with that beat up old camera. And I remember that people were quick to try to stop you as if it was their duty to protect these people from having a geeky 16 year old girl preserve memories of her existence on this earth. Lame.
Safe European Home Are You Ready for War'
Rock the Casbah
This is England
This Is Radio Clash
Three Card Trick
The Guns Of Brixton
Police and Thieves
In the Pouring Rain
The Magnificent Seven
I Fought the Law
I'm So Bored with the USA
Brand New Cadillac
Please feel free to send us any comments about this gig. We looking for newspaper cuttings, memories, memorabillia.
We always respond to all correspondence.
They Want To Spoil The Party So They'll Stay Bill Holdship, Creem, October 1984
CREEM CONTRIBUTOR Mark Norton and I were talking several days before the Clash "invaded" Detroit, and we began discussing the concept of "armchair activism" and how the Clash probably fit into that category.
The Hopkins Center, Thompson Arena, Dartmouth College
University of Massuchusetts, Dartmouth MA
"First i would like to say the clash made my whole entire life. My parentss owned a restaaurant for 20 years in the 80's we spent moost of our time going to clash concerts in the northeast. I have to share this story for once in my life, The clash was playing one night at u mass dartmouth, my gran worked there and was called to the reheresal site t here was a blood drive and the boys were rehearsing .
me gran was called to step it down a bit , she walked on stage and told mick jones to keep it doen and the had a cuppa with the rest of the band, she being english an all with the boyz as thy were from the same stock. Had. a grand time and it is something i will never forget that me grand told the Clash to be quiet!! buttheyhada cuppa and laughed"
Rider College, Lawrenceville, New Jersey
I remember seeing Clash 2 in the spring of '84 at Rider College in New Jersey. The band was awesome and I hung around afterwards and got everyone's autograph (including Vince) and spoke with Joe briefly. I asked him what was up with Mick and he replied "the hot news is that Topper is out of the band". I told him the new stuff was great and how I was looking forward to a new album and he replied with something to the effect of they were going into the studio after the tour. I remember waiting and waiting for the new album and rushing home with the 'This Is Englad' 12" (along with the 'Bottom Line' 12") and being worried that the production was a bit weird.
Hi, great site. I attended the first Pier 84 show, and both the Hofstra University and Stony Brook shows. The 2nd Clash were excellent, I was crushed when that Jose Unidos record came out, it was beyond disappointing. Anyway I hope to write some recollections for you of the shows soon, as they were all amazing in their own way. Thanks, Ed Fingerling"
"I was at the 1984 Stony Brook University show--I was the 14 year old kid sitting on the speakers right off stage" Brian
Vince White describes arriving in New York in his Clash biog, The Last Days of the Clash, page 118
"1984 in Stony Brook. That show sucked big time, they came out (minus mick - this was lawsuit time or something) and then played like 2 or three songs and walked off - they never came back, all my friends were furious, i was like, "yeah mee too, fuck joe strummer," and as we were filing out of the gym we walked past the stage and i was like "oooh joe strummer was drinking out of thissee here solo cup!!" I grabbed it and slugged down the rest of his beer." Julie
"I attended the 1984 Clash show at Stony Brook University and it was nothing like what was described. I remember being thrilled that I would be able to see them in such a small venue. I also remember going to buy tickets and the gathering crowd was very excited to be able to go see The Clash show. The night of the show, the crowd was loud and rowdy. At the time, this college had the reputation of being a liberal hotbed and being very open minded. Unfortunately most of this "liberal" crowd expected Mick Jones and The Clash from Combat Rock and so they were a little let down. Despite all this it was a rocking show as the guitars were cranked up. I can't recall the setlist but they played a wide selection of songs. My friends who were not Clash fans thought that they put on a good show. Joe looked very cool in his mohawk and was quite the showman.The Clash were definitely there for more than 3 songs!" Gene
Just thought I'd mention this: Vince White's recollection is incorrect, the Clash played a full set, not two or three songs. Also, Gene mentions that most of the crowd expected Mick Jones. That may be so, but we knew there were two new guys replacing Mick (we even knew this before the Hofstra University show, roughly two weeks before).
The opening band for both the SUNY Stony Brook and Hofstra University shows was a great band called Paleface (not to be confused with the more recent singer/songwriter Paleface).
I believe they were from NYC. They had really great songs, I can recall some of them to this day, and did a cover of Elvis Presley's "You're So Square." We saw them again at a club on Long Island, then they disappeared. Anyway the Clash were great. In hindsight the Clash Mark II gets slammed, but at the time it was really fresh and new, back-to-basics high-energy Clash.
- Ed Fingerling, Brooklyn NY From: <ed[a]edfingerling.com>
Hello - I attended the April 28 1984 Clash show in Buffalo NY. It was at State University of New York at Buffalo, in the Alumni Arena on campus. Somewhere around here I have a setlist that I wrote down from memory that night, as well as a newspaper ad for the show, possibly my ticket stub, and a review in the university paper with a photograph. Just checking to see if you can use this sort of info on your site (which is excellent by the way). If so, ill start digging it up to scan for you. Thanks, -karl
I still have mixed feelings about the May 2, 1984 Montreal Clash Mack II gig. Joe had this white suit and Paul wore camouflage trousers. The other guys ? Can't remember, except they looked punk. Pete messed up at least three times, which got Joe very irritated. Maybe it was just a bad day... It was an all-seated floor, but when Joe told the crowd to get up and dance, it was a rush to the stage that made the Forum bouncers very scared ! The cops were called in and one punter stole a police cap and gave it to Joe, it was hilarious ! As for the setlist ? I remember they played In the Pouring Rain and Sex Mad Roar, among others. BtT