Prinzenbar, Hamburg – January 30th, 2001
Date: Tuesday, January 30th 2001
Venue: Prinzenbar, Hamburg, Germany
Attendees: ~300 people
Audio/Video: 2 SONGS | 2 SONGS
Photo Albums: NO
*The setlist is incomplete and the order of songs may not be correct.
- Fallout
- So Would’ve I
- Jugband Blues (Pink Floyd)
- Modern Love (David Bowie)
- The First Season
- Country Feedback (REM)
- New Dawn Fades (Joy Division)
- Lucky (Radiohead)
- Neighborhood Threat (Iggy Pop)
- Rock’n’Roll Suicide (David Bowie)
Tickets for the show were not available to general public. They were given to press and in contests held by Delta Radio and Hamburger Morgenpost. Four additional tickets were given away for this show, in a competition arranged by the former RHCP official site and a fansite named Troublekids in Funkheaven.
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Reviews from Visions (March 2001)
It had been one of the most bizarre concerts of the still young year, which took place in Hamburg on January 30th in the “Prinzenbarâ€, a small club next to the Reeperbahn. Journalists of all kind wanted to see the notorious guitarist of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. The man, who had left the band on the height of their career due to a drug problem, and who joined the band again after a both protracted and hard rehab, to record “Californication†with the Chili Peppers – the album that should top surprisingly all the success of the past. What they got were songs that lacked of any concept, performed by a man, who seemed to be killing his own demons with his shrieking voice.
You can read the whole interview here.
30.01.01 – Hamburg, Prinzenbar, ~300 visitors
Nothing is left from the bundle of energy from the long ago “Mother`s Milk”-days – the new old Red Hot Chili Peppers guitarist presents himself as a small, fragile man who enters the completely filled Prinzenbar´s mini stage to wear his drugs-marked life to the outside. All he needs is a worn western guitar, a nicely presented effect pedal on a small table and -very important- a book with mysterious notes in which he immerses himself intense and highly-concentrated after every song. Frusciante plays what is in his mind. Beside his solo work there is room for covers from Joy Division, Iggy Pop, R.E.M., David Bowie and of course Syd Barrett, the similar manic ex-Pink Floyd guitarist. Manic? Due to the confused handling of his echo-effect and the barely understandable speakings about ghosts, cosmos and vibes,there is nearly no other way to describe him. But this doesn’z change the fact that it was a very intimate and intense experience this night. The crowd sings along, the encouraging applause melts his timidness, from time to time the 31-years old smiles or tells an anecdote. He talks about times in which he was to broke to follow any musical ambitions, from song titles which were born by fellow´s shouts, copulating with his girlfriend. Even though Frusciante got warm and sometimes even really funny in course of the night and his extraordinary emotional expression, as well as his artistically potential is beyond all question: The one who witnesses how cramped the erstwhile virtuoso clings to his instrument, how -this word is hard but fitting- dilettantish he uses his guitar, isn’t able to elude himself from one feeling: Compassion.
— Maik Koltermann
More Reviews
Two more (fan) reviews of this show are available here and here.
