On Thursday night at the Silver Dollar, Jay Reatard‘s show got ugly. The Memphis band’s shows usually do, but almost never like Thursday’s: Reatard punched a patron who climbed on stage square in the face and angrily packed up his gear (video above), before Dan Burke, the Dollar’s legendary and notorious booker, hopped on stage himself, delivering a tirade against Reatard (“fuck this American…that’s fucking pussy shit”).
On his blog on Friday, Reatard recapped the night and blamed Craig Laskey—one of Torontoist’s heroes of 2007—for letting too many people into the Dollar, saying that the club was overloaded with 160 people more than its 190-person capacity, which Reatard wrote “is cool if there’s some sort of security or crowd control—we don’t need people getting so wild they jump on stage and smash our gear—but that’s exactly what happened.”
According to Reatard, the night started off badly and only got worse:
Right when we started playing someone pushed the monitors right on top of [bassist] Stephen [Pope] and on to his pedals—breaking them, people were throwing beer bottles at us, a someone jumped onstage and smashed my pedals, another guy took a full pitcher of beer and dumped it all over the rest of my pedals, and then threw it right at my Flying V, breaking the pickup and the input electronics. After three songs all our gear was smashed and unusable….when I asked Craig Laskey about [security] before the show he told me “I thought you guys were a garage band.” When we couldn’t play anymore I hung out and talked to people, refunded people’s money out of my own pocket, and tried to borrow gear and finish the set a bit later but Dan Burke wouldn’t get off the stage, too busy talking trash about me.
Reatard concluded that he’s “getting really sick of shit like this happening,” but promised fans, “We’ll come back in Toronto soon and do a free show to make it up to the real fans in Toronto. And we’ll steer away from greedy promoters who don’t have any control of their shows and who don’t care about doing right by the audience.”
Either way, Reatard may want to make sure he’s got some solid security. If Jeff Tweedy’s not safe, no one is.
Via Pitchfork. Thanks to Daniel Cichon for the tip.