Arena rock shows today are kinda lame: expensive, impersonal, and lacking the chaos and clouds of ganja smoke necessary to create the right atmosphere. I secretly long to start a cover band called Double Live that would only play songs by 70s bands that recorded double live albums. We could bring some of that old magic back, but to the club stage. Who's with me?
Here are some of the songs we'd do (played like they are on the double live records, not in the studio):
Humble Pie, "I Don't Need No Doctor"
Sadly someone has pulled the video of this from YouTube. It's the closing track on Humble Pie's killer double live album Performance: Rockin' the Fillmore. They were a well-regarded and well-attended live act, despite their lack of hit records. One listen to "Stone Cold Fever" from that album will clue you in.
This track is the Mona Lisa, the Sistine Madonna, the Venus de Milo of double live songs. It not only anchored the biggest double live album of all time, it has a talking guitar, rocknroll decadence-drenched lyrics, and more overindulgence than Liberace's wardrobe.
Because the setlist would not be complete without some Grand Funk. It'd be like making a martini without the gin.
'Cuz a double live frontman's gotta have something to strut to.
I am cheating a little because Foghat put a live record, but it wasn't double live. I consider it to be some kind of crazy oversight, since if there is one band that embodies the empty-headed good time hard riff rocking spirit of double live as a genre, it's Foghat for sure.
Before REO hit power-ballad paydirt in the early 1980s, they toured for years as a hard-rockin' but little regarded band. Their double live record, Live: You Get What You Play For, is the apotheosis of their dues paying years, a sign that they are soon to break out at long last. (You Can Tune a Piano But You Can't Tuna Fish was their first hit album, and it came out a year later.) For this one we'd need a siren to kick it off, and it would have to be the last song of the main set, so the singer (perhaps me) can intone "last song, people!"
Kiss sucks, if you ask me, and Gene Simmons is an insufferable prick. However, the band managed to put together one truly glorious slab of rock and roll awesomeness in its career, a song that fits the double live ethos to a t. This song would definitely come on the encore.