I've had Cream's Farewell Concert on my Netflix cue for a few months now, and here on this crappy, rainy day, I finally decided to watch it. It's 48 minutes long...and I made it 15 minutes before I couldn't take anymore.
Production-wise, the "film" itself is horrible. Sound quality sucks, way too many close ups and generally just flashing around-it seems like timekeeping was optional, not only from the band, but the audience as well. It even starts with "Sunshine of your Love"-which was the band's finale.
Band-wise, well...where to start? Jack Bruce hit so many bad notes during "Sunshine", I thought maybe he was playing a different song! Out of time, out of key, dreadful. His singing was equally bad, sounding like he was trying to increase his range-on every verse!
Clapton sounded good, except during some of the jam sections (this was the band philosyphy, and there were some long improv sections), where he seemed to only be trying to play as fast as possible. Ginger Baker seemed to be hitting drums and cymbals completely at random (although, thanks to the shoddy production, you can rarely hear him).
I dunno...They were a little before my time, but based on their recorded output, I had a lot of respect for them. This seemed like they all got REALLY stoned and started bashing on their instruments.
Come on, there has got to be some hardcore Cream fans here to set me straight. Let me hear it! This is one of those cases where I really want to like this band, but I have to wonder why I should (I tend to feel the same way about Zepplin and Hendrix, too).
Did you ever throw rocks at a hornets' nest?
Production-wise, the "film" itself is horrible. Sound quality sucks, way too many close ups and generally just flashing around-it seems like timekeeping was optional, not only from the band, but the audience as well. It even starts with "Sunshine of your Love"-which was the band's finale.
Band-wise, well...where to start? Jack Bruce hit so many bad notes during "Sunshine", I thought maybe he was playing a different song! Out of time, out of key, dreadful. His singing was equally bad, sounding like he was trying to increase his range-on every verse!
Clapton sounded good, except during some of the jam sections (this was the band philosyphy, and there were some long improv sections), where he seemed to only be trying to play as fast as possible. Ginger Baker seemed to be hitting drums and cymbals completely at random (although, thanks to the shoddy production, you can rarely hear him).
I dunno...They were a little before my time, but based on their recorded output, I had a lot of respect for them. This seemed like they all got REALLY stoned and started bashing on their instruments.
Come on, there has got to be some hardcore Cream fans here to set me straight. Let me hear it! This is one of those cases where I really want to like this band, but I have to wonder why I should (I tend to feel the same way about Zepplin and Hendrix, too).
Did you ever throw rocks at a hornets' nest?







