Diva Hell (Jaguar Wright and Dwele show)

At last i'm home sitting in blissful silence with a long-dreamed of bifta in hand and a hot bath waiting. I can't be arsed with this shit anymore. Jaguar Wright was diva till the bitter end (and fuck did she go on for AGES. She must have been on stage for over an hour and a half and then wouldn't put her shoes on till she'd washed her feet - her poor tour manager was scurrying around with wet towels, while her brave, brave band (I hope she's paying them well) sat shivering in a taxi waiting, and waiting, and waiting...) And the club had 400 people in it when she went on stage. There were maybe 50 when she left.

Dwele was fine, but then, on a stage already FULL of massive keyboards, an oversized drum kit and unnecesarrily large bass amp, they then spring an 8 piece band on me for the opening act! I must confess to having had a fag-and-a-cry break when I couldn't find a particular lead I needed and folks were getting impatient with me - that's after not being able to get stuck in to setting up earlier because everyone wanted me to be doing things that weren't really my remit to do, and Jaguar was cursing and swearing about being "forced" to set up her own gear (er.. she sings. She has no setting up to do. The band did it and while they would have preferred not to, they didn't really mind, AND they hadn't forwarded a stage plot anyway AND I had explained clearly to the promoter that I do NOT do backline, mostly because I don't actually know how. At least I had everything out of flightcases and on the stage!)

She stormed into the office(just off stage) and called the promoter (who was on his way to fetch them a keyboard they had failed to request) and screamed so loud I could hear her in the DJ booth. She then stormed through the club making really nasty comments insinuating that setting up backline was some kind of low-life dock work (all backline guys I've met, while being serious drug-takers, have been very clever people) and then her engineer was trying do to a multitrack recording at the same time, on his own, so spent ages trying to get THAT set up! Suffice it to say doors were half an hour late. With a queue outside in the cold.

To add insult to injury, she proceeded to spend five minutes on stage gushing about Spreading the Lurve and how Nothing Was Possible without the help of all the Behind the Scenes People. Two-faced cow.

http://www.jaguarwright.com/