Monday, April 11, 2011

Lemmy (2010)

I'm no Motorhead fan but Lemmy was a must watch because i love the rock biography. I love the Slash autobio, with it's tales of that kook Axl Rose and knocking on death's door but going on to play a great show; the shit-talking about other rockers. Basically living vicariously thru these people. No, they don't detail the time they had a 24hr stop over in Deluthe but life isn't like that. We only remember the sweet victories and the crushing failures.
But what a life, Lemmy has lived. As one fan proclaims in this 2hrs of rockumentary joy, 'when the bomb drops, the only living things left will be cockroachs and Lemmy'. It's just a great insight into such an enigmatic man. There's not much of the making-amends for bad shit in the past- it's not the kinda deal. The tone is Lemmy is awesome-if they interviewed any one who didn't think so... They didn't make the cut. The only bit that's slightly like that is the bit where Lemmy is with his son and his son, who's in the band and is kinda meek and totally reverent to his old man, has to listen to his father shit-talk his mother and then hear his father tell the world that he was mainly into her for the casual sex... But that's the only moment like that- the rest is either talking heads interviews of people reminding us how awesome he is or it's showing us how awesome his life is, driving tanks, jamming with Dave Grohl, shooting the shit with Billy Bob
Thornton. I think the Billy Bob chat is my favorite bit cos Billy doesn't come across as the dick you or I might imagine.
I really want to share all the all the remembrances and stories from Lemmy but i'd be spoiling them... I will say that the guy from Megadeth reminicing about going to the Sunset Bar and Grill and watching the man playing one of those motorcycle coin-op's in coochy-cutters is as illuminating as that sounds. Only a joyless fool wouldn't want to hear about that. If in the unlikely event, i went to see Megadeth and the even more marginal situation, where i was introduced to this guy and he asks me what i thought of the show, i sternly tell him to never mind THAT shit- tell us about Lemmy's short shorts.
I guess what you learn about Lemmy is that he's a well-educated guy, who loves slot machines and World War memorabilia (either one). In every other parallel universe, if would be the guy propping up the bar, on the sick but in this one, he's the world's greatest bass player.
I'll admit 2hrs is too long for this sort of thing and it doesn't really continue the great momentum of the 1st 30mins but it's a great story of a well-lived life, comprehensively told. I'm not rushing out to buy any Motorhead records but i'd be happy to watch this all over again...


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