This weekend’s Midtown Music Festival in Atlanta, Georgia has been the buzz on social media. Me, I’m on the other coast so I’ve had to follow along as my friends and colleagues giggle and titter about Pearl Jam, the Foo Fighters, and Adam Ant (anonymous quote: “I don’t think Adam Ant knows how old he is”).
But Why It Matters has a mighty reach, much like Rush Limbaugh at a seafood buffet. Alert reader and music fan Valerie Paty was among the 52,000 gathered at Piedmont Park on Friday night to hear Joan Jett & the Blackhearts get it done, and she passed along her notes and photos to share with you.
If you think of Joan Jett at all, you probably think of her as the “I Love Rock and Roll” lady, but she’s a badass. She’s survived almost forty years in the music business, which is no mean feat, and she’s done so by keeping her songs, her band, and herself tight. She keeps the crew on point, too: At one point during the show Jett gave a sound engineer a dressing down. Rock ‘n’ roll ain’t for sissies.
She and her band brought it: the black clothes, the cock rock moves, and a career-spanning set that included everything from Runaways nuggets to new cuts. Here is their set list:
- Bad Reputation
- Cherry Bomb
- Do You Wanna Touch Me?
- I Love Playing With Fire
- TMI
- Hard to Grow Up
- The French Song
- Love is Pain
- Naked
- Reality Mentality
- I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll
- Crimson and Clover
- I Hate Myself for Loving You
- A.C.D.C.
If that wasn’t enough Joan Jett for the capacity crowd, she hopped on stage during the Foo Fighters set for a “Bad Reputation” run-through.
Here’s a slide show of Joan in action. All photos are copyright Valerie Paty and have been used with permission.
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Day-um. When I was seventeen I lived up the hill from The Whiskey on Sunset, and worked at the long gone Starwood down on Crescent Heights and Santa Monica Bl. (Got the gig using my older sister’s I.D.)
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts were weekly regulars at the Whiskey, I think every…..Tuesday night? Not yet big enough for a weekend gig at the Whiskey, so the Starwood headlined her on Saturday nights. I got to see her every week, trying to keep one eye on the stage, weaving my way through the rabid fans while balancing a tray of Budweiser longnecks on my arm.
Many trays were dropped, much beer was spilled, at the end of the night I was a human bar rag but it was totally worth it. I loved working Saturday nights. She rocked it back then and I am in love with the fact that she still rocks it today.
Thanks James and Valerie for bringing back some wildly great memories.
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That’s a great story. The Whiskey in that little chunk of time between the punk bands and the hair metal bands — what a great time to be there.
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Well done, James. That’s why I asked you to do the writing. 🙂 Thanks for sharing the details & photos with your readers.
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Great photos and notes by Valerie! Woooo! I love Joan Jett. And not be be shallow, but she looks amazing!
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She really does, doesn’t she?
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