Satellite Party, Sept. 6, TLA

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Satellite Party, Sept. 6, TLA

POSTED: Wednesday, September 12, 2007, 3:45 PM
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This is not a shot from the Philly show.
Photo | Petenema.com

Ain’t no party like a Perry Farrell party!

Jane’s Addiction is the missing link between the hair metal ’80s and the alt-rock early ’90s. Their music tapped and popularized the underground sounds that commercial radio ignored and layered them with vibrant and surreal lyrics that dealt with more than sex and drugs (although there was still plenty of both). But while alternative rock, particularly grunge, really wasn’t much fun (admit it), Jane’s frontman Perry Farrell stayed true to the decadence of Los Angeles’ Sunset Strip. Can you imagine Eddie Vedder shaking his locks and celebrating the enslavement of humankind to Martians, or Trent Reznor wishing an audience to find love so they can experience the biggest orgasm of their lives? Well, maybe the latter, but it would certainly involve latex, a ball gag, and a lot of tormented weeping.
With his latest venture Perry’s still partying like it’s 1989, revisiting songs from his previous bands and reveling in the crowd’s adoration. For 90 minutes at the TLA, Satellite Party dashed off Jane’s hits (“Been Caught Stealing,” “Mountain Song”), the best-known Porno for Pyros tunes (“Tahitian Moon,” “Pets”), and tossed in a couple newbies for good measure. Time has added a few lines to the alternative icon’s face, but the man still looks like he’s been chiseled out of marble, and his grin was indefatigable. No doubt marital bliss helps a little as Perry and wife/backing vocalist/dancer, Etty, smooched between numbers to the hooting of the crowd, shielding their faces with a top hat to preserve their modesty from the populace paparazzi’s camera phones.
Ending the encore with “Jane Says,” there was hesitation in Perry’s eyes as the crowd yelled for one more (and “3 Days”). Finally the group hug broke and the party ended. But for an instant, we almost had him.

 
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