T.Rex at the Olympia

You know what? The other night, T.Rex were in town, performing at the Olympia, so I told to myself: why being lazy? go for a ride, it seems that she (Bolan) is beautiful, you might get enticed a little.

I combed myself, feverish and trembling, waiting for the Venus de Milo to appear. She came in with her three queen musicians. They played for too long an outdated music that has absolutely nothing exciting. But they are completely freaked crazy queers in England! This is the Top of the Pop, beyond the Channel? Even fags and trendy chicks, 13 to 16 years old, have no excuse. It sucks! The audience at the Olympia, only three-quarters full, was mostly composed of  elder (because of the late hour of the show), which, fortunately, weren't hooked, and  a minority of younger people, who made a triumph to Bolan. The chicks who shuddered with each jiggle of the star stretched their hands to touch the god. God of pouting? It was like attending a Clo-Clo (Claude François, French star of variety music) concert! And this crazy woman who thinks she's Mick Jagger, Pete Townshend or Chuck Berry, was only a pale copy of these stars ... She's not even exciting. Bolan, contrary to all that has been said, is not even beautiful; his face is still passable, but he is small, fat, spare tyred: a dwarf, my dear. In addition she thinks she’s beautiful when she camps in positions supposed to be sexy. Let’s talk of the music, it is rubbish. They play Rocks of the 60's in a 70’s mode. They play so loud with so saturated amps that you can’t perceive the musicians are dead loss. Bolan constantly plays the same chords, plays all his solos with two fingers, the index and the medium finger, and strums on empty strings the rest of the time, using his left hand to wave at the audience. His voice, unfortunately has nothing really appealing. I can only wonder what made T.Rex sell so many records? Comparing them to the Beatles is a challenge that can only be true on a commercial level.

He is very clever, Marc Bolan. He understood that it's better selling shite under the T.Rex banner than swimming in an ocean of non commercial quality as Tyrannosaurus Rex. This being understood the pop star runs on his own footsteps, and a poor production recycles again and again every gimmick that worked on their previous hit records. Well, it doesn't work so well after all: French don't follow: T.Rex totally flopped  at the OLympia.