| 94-03-18 | 12 Bar Club London, England |
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| Setlist: | Notes: 11pm show. After the 10pm Bunjies show, Jeff and audience headed over to 'Andy's Forge' for an impromptu 90 minute set of covers and originals. Setlist unknown, apart from a cover of 'All Along The Watchtower' by Bob Dylan. Details from the book 'Dream Brother' by Dan Browne. Emma Banks, Jeffs UK live agent recalls 'Another night he played at Bunjies in Soho: it was mobbed, and there were so many people still outside. So I booked a second gig for him to play at a different venue once he'd finished at Bunjies, because of the demand. I've never done that before, or since.' -- Interviews by Harriet Gibsone (Web Article, Remembering Jeff Buckley: People would listen with their mouths open, 8 March, 2016) 'In 1994, [Andys Forge] the venue expanded into the site and was officially renamed the 12 Bar Club. With a notoriously small, intimate capacity of around 150 people, it became one of London's most beloved grassroots venues, launching the careers of many artists.' -- Wikipedia 'In the 1960s, Bunjie’s coffee bar, just off London’s Charing Cross Rd, was a hang-out for Dylan and Paul Simon. By the mid ’90s, the subterranean nook was an anachronism, but on March 18, 1994, it hosted one last legendary show. Enthralled by an advance copy of Jeff Buckley’s debut EP, “Live At Sin-E”, I’d travelled to New York the previous month to catch one of his solo shows, and been stunned by what I saw. When he fetched up on this side of the Atlantic in mid-March, I suppose I stalked the poor bloke. Over a week, I saw how news of his genius spread like a rash through the London music business. On March 15, Buckley played a short support set to a few amazed insiders at the Borderline. Two days later, aesthetes were virtually scrapping to get into a claustrophobic show Upstairs At The Garage where, legend has it, John McEnroe carried Buckley’s amp. The next night found Buckley in Bunjie’s cellar, distributing white roses to the lucky few of us who’d managed to scam our way in. Bunjie’s was too hardcore to bother with mics, and the somersaulting range of Buckley’s voice was more apparent than ever. He played for an hour or so, and wanted to play longer, but the venue was closing. Then someone came in and said he could carry on at the 12-Bar, another muso club just down the road. Buckley marched out of the club carrying his guitar, and we all followed him with our roses. Even at the time, it felt like we were living out a romantic fantasy. Here’s Buckley, the beautiful and obsessive troubadour, leading his adoring new brethren to a spontaneous all-night jam session. Stuff like this never really takes place.It did happen, though: I checked on the internet. At the 12-Bar, Buckley tried to play every song he’d ever heard: The Smiths; Led Zeppelin; some heartfelt Liz Frazer and Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan impressions. After an hour or so, someone passed a joint up to him on the minuscule stage, and everything was more fragmented from.' -- John Mulvey, Uncut’s 50 Best Gigs - Bunjie’s coffee bar/12 Bar 3/18/94 |