Alice Cooper
July 07, 2012
Ottawa Bluesfest
Main Stage
Ottawa, Ontario
7:00 pm

Recorded by: bootlegottawa

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01. Black Widow
02. Brutal Planet
03. I'm 18
04. No More Mr. Nice Guy
05. Hey Stoopid
06. Ori Guitar Solo
07. Billion Dollar Babies
08. Feed My Frankenstein
09. Poison
10. Wicked Young Man
11. Killer / I Love The Dead
12. School's out / Another Brick in the Wall Part 2


Short set (50 Minutes). Weird seeing Alice under the hot sun!
The Show was a condensed version of his last show here on May 16
2011. About 35 minutes removed but he left in all the theatrics.

Was in a pretty chatty area unfortuneatly for the recording. Ladies
behind me like to talk! Lots of crowd noise.

*** I recommend this one for the completists.

from the ottawa Citizen:

"Alice Cooper, the original shock rocker who justifiably claims
to have found profit and fame in garish makeup long before Bowie
or Kiss, is the early act for this leg of the Iron Maiden tour.

Opener yes, but second fiddle certainly not.

The man once known as Vince Furnier is what he is: A performance
artist still living off the well-cultivated, gruesome reputation
of boa constrictors and fake blood � of doing the visually
outrageous but always with a hint of fun.

It�s fair to say � as several have � that Alice helped take rock
�n roll to a different level. He injected showbiz into rock and
roll and with the help of some decent tunes and a turnover of
excellent musicians he made and sustained international fame.

Sustaining is the tough part.

From the dulcet tones of Vincent Price�s melodramatic spiderish
ntro and the crashing opening chords to Black Widow, Alice had
captured his crowd and through the next dozen songs took them on
a perfectly-paced nostalgia trip.

It was hardly a modest beginning with campy Alice atop a contraption
that might have had something to do with a spider�s web. And with
six legs strapped to his body. And sparks flying from his fists.
Great fun.

Bright sunshine doesn�t mix too well with heavy rock but that�s the
reality for openers at summer festivals. For Alice and the thousands
of enthusiasts in front of him, it didn�t seem to matter greatly.

Armed with various props, including a crutch for I�m Eighteen, his tale
of teenage angst and confusion and the boa for No More Mr Nice Guy,
Alice and the band went over the top with Feed My Frankenstein.

All in all a great hour of rock theatre culminating with thousands of
people of a certain age screaming out the refrain of School�s Out."

From the Ottawa Sun:

As one of rock's oldest vampires, Alice Cooper isn't supposed to play
shows before sunset. But for his gig here at Bluesfest last night, the
ageless 64-year-old shock-rocker braved the glare of the setting sun,
with a horrifyingly entertaining, if all too brief show on the main stage.

Half rock concert, half Andrew Lloyd Webber musical, the Alice Cooper
franchise puts one of rock's slickest, most entertaining shows. And as
with every successful franchise, every show is virtually the same, ready
to go and designed to give every song a macabre comic book theatricality
that fans love.

Forty years ago, when I saw Cooper's School's Out tour, the Detroit
band was easily one of rock's most defiantly shocking acts. Rumors
swirled that he killed chickens on stage, sang love songs to a python
and even decapitated himself. Call it the morbid fascination of a 14-year-old,
but marrying that kind of spectacle with four outstanding rock albums
made Alice Cooper one of rock's biggest draws.

What can I say? People like to be scared.

These days, Cooper is a loving parody of those earlier days. His 7 p.m.
show began with horror film actor Vincent Price introducing Cooper from
the grave. My gosh, Price died in 1993.

Then, perched 20 feet high on a staircase, presumably returning from his
coffin and wearing the same black mascara he's worn onstage since 1969,
Cooper opened the show with The Black Widow and stuck with the franchise
hits including I'm Eighteen, No More Mr. Nice Guy, with his pet python
slithering up his arm, Hey Stoopid, Billion Dollar Baby and Feed My
Frankenstein, with Cooper playing the mad doctor to a 10-foot tall papier
mache monster.

All in good fun.

Poison was a showcase for his young but able band with Ryan Roxie and a
blonde female zombie called Orianthi on guitars, Chuck Garric on bass,
Jonathan Mover on drums and Tommy Henriksen.

Then he dressed up like a Nazi maitre'd for Wicked Young Man before being
beheaded during an abbreviated mashup of Ballad of Dwight Fry and I Love
the Dead and School's Out.

Then, the show was over in less than an hour.

However, Cooper packed more action into 50 minutes than most bands do in a year.

My only complaint about Cooper's show is that I miss the original band setting
and not just for sentimental reasons. Something about Cooper fundamentally
changed as soon as he went solo. It used to be primarily about the music. Now, t
he show's the show, and Cooper's amazing catalogue of monster hits has, like Cooper
himself, lost some of its intensity.