Bolan at his best. No question: If there was any doubt in your mind; this proves once and for all that Bolan indeed rocks.
It’s interesting to contrast the two performances; in the 5:30 show the acoustic set is much stronger; in the 8:30 show, the electric stuff is sensational, leading off with a rousing version of CADILLAC. The restoration of the image from 16mm is absolutely first rate; most of the footage was rescued, along with the original stereo recordings, from 100s of rusting film cans in Ringo’s garage.
Marc and the band are in top form, somehow managing to cut through the teenybop adulation with real, loud, rock’n’roll. Whether or not Bolan’s Tolkien-esque lyrics are your cup of tea, Ringo Starr who filmed all this certainly knew enough about pop idols to keep the camera focused on Marc and let the myth take care of itself.
What’s surprising about the Wembley audience is the intensity on fans’ faces, both girls and boys — when Bolan breaks into a wicked version of “Summertime Blues” there’s just a hint of the Sex Pistols’ punk sneer that was just five years away.
Conjured by SeMeN SPeRmS on March 29, 2013