Fortunate Son: My Life, My Music by John Fogerty

Author:John Fogerty [Fogerty, John]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
Tags: Biography & Autobiography, Composers & Musicians, Rich & Famous, Entertainment & Performing Arts
ISBN: 9780316244572
Google: rzW9BgAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0316244570
Publisher: Hachette UK
Published: 2015-10-05T11:00:00+00:00

In some ways, the English press was sort of a crotchety bunch, meaning they acted like they weren’t part of the rock and roll world. They were more like the National Enquirer. As much as there was talk about the music, there seemed to be talk about other stuff that I didn’t really care that much about—“Are you all millionaires?” “Do you have a fancy car?” I didn’t want to tell them my MG had died in the middle of San Pablo Avenue.

We didn’t play an encore at Royal Albert Hall in 1970. Creedence no longer did them. One night somewhere in the States I just decided that Creedence wasn’t going to do an encore after the show. Or ever again. I seem to remember it was Philadelphia, but my brother Bob says Davenport, Iowa. I’ve read where Doug has said he was so mad about it he smashed a bottle of Pepsi against the wall, knocked me off the table I was sitting on, and then broke off the table legs and threatened me with them. I don’t remember any violence, or a specific confrontation with Doug. I am not and was not afraid of Doug, and the idea that he had me cowering on the ground is a fabrication. Our road manager, Bruce Young, did say to me, “You should’ve warned us beforehand.”

I guess I did spring it on everyone, but I’d been thinking about it for some time. Doing encores had gotten so expected and predictable. At the Oakland Auditorium, B.B. King would play a twenty-minute set and encores would start after three songs. It started to feel phony, Sinatra in Vegas, you know, showbiz shtick—and we were against that.

It was also a matter of safety. The concert scene had gotten crazier and crazier towards the end of 1969. I’d begun to see the frenzy at the end of each show when we came back out to play. It was like some kind of switch had been thrown—people who had been behaving themselves now weren’t. There were a few shows where the crowd rushed the stage and grabbed some of our stuff and bolted. I daresay there were other people not doing encores for the same reasons—the Beatles, the Stones, Zeppelin…

The encore we didn’t play at Royal Albert Hall is our most notorious one. We did our show, fifty-five minutes. And then we were done. (When they play “God Save the Queen,” the show is over. I guess that’s a showbiz tradition.) At the time, it was controversial and left a bad taste in some people’s mouths. But there was a time there when the top echelon of showbiz was not doing encores, ending a show when it ended, and I was not the first to make that call. Of course, things have changed. I now do encores!

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