Poison's Poten Hair-Metal Hits Are Still Fun Print E-mail
Saturday, 09 August 2008 16:46

poison.jpgThe Boston Herald reprots that once upon a time, in the bygone days of 1991, the music landscape was a happy place. Virile young men wore makeup, went commando and destroyed the ozone layer by spraying copious amounts of Aqua Net into their teased hair. Models writhed on the hoods of their IROC-Zs, and lusty frontmen sang about rock ’n’ rollin’ all night. Life was good.

Then marauding bands of sourpusses from Seattle invaded.

Dressed in flannel and Army boots and sporting chin stubble, they moped about their miserable lives and sucked the joy right out of music. Critics raved about grunge but, man, what a bummer.

Thank God for bands like Poison that exist for one reason: to deliver nothin’ but a good time. (And to make money, but more on that later).

Thursday, on a drizzly Seattle kind of night at a sold-out Bank of America Pavilion, Bret Michaels and his hair-metal comrades brought a brief bit of that 1991 sunshine back. And I do mean brief: 12 songs spread over 70 minutes that included time-wasting solos by diminutive guitarist C.C. DeVille and pudgy drummer Rikki Rockett.

This was basically the same greatest hits show Poison’s been performing for years, only shorter. Between 1987 and 1991, the band had 10 Top 10 hits, most of which it delivered in concert with raucous ferver. How’s this for a closing blast: a ferocious “Your Mama Don’t Dance,” “Unskinny Bop” (the greatest song in glam-metal history!), “Every Rose Has Its Thorn,” “Fallen Angel,” “Talk Dirty to Me” and the encore, “Nothin’ But a Good Time.”

And then the lads were off to the Hard Rock at Faneuil Hall to generate more moolah at an after-concert party.

It’s evident that the Poison brand has become as valuable as Disney’s Miley/Jonas moneymaking machine. Fueled by Michaels’ top-rated VH1 “Rock of Love” reality series, the band’s profile has never been higher. And, understandably, the band’s cashing in. Pink tank tops with matching “I Want Action” panties flew off the merch table at $40 per skimpy garment.

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