A
Memory to Share
by Keefer
Back in 94 during the Voodoo Lounge
tour, the Stones played 2 dates at Veterans Stadium (
The seats were in row 20 something
dead center on the floor. It poured rain that night but that only made more memorable.
Still one of the best shows I've been to. Anyone else have a memory to share?
A radio station in
So, for all you Gassers out there,
never give up hope on scoring some tickets for the Stones, you might get lucky and up, up
and away !!!!!!!!!
Turner
RE: MSG 98
T&F, I was the one puking his
brains out right after the Stones left the stage Saturday night. I told this once before,
but as I was walking into the show with my friend some lady went apeshit on her boyfriend,
reached in his pocket, and threw his money in the air. No one noticed this but me and I
picked up $300 off the floor. My friend and I used it for drinking money and got totally
wasted. I danced for the last hour of the show, and as soon as Mick left the stage I let
it all out! Man those were fun shows.
Back in 97, I won tix, airfare,
Hotel accom, $99 cash for taxi fare to Opening Night B2B Solider Field!!!!!!!! I had to
answer a video trivia ? When we arrived from B'ham to O'Hare, I saved my cash, took the L
train for just a buck and quarter to Downtown Chicago. The whole trip and epecially seeing
OPENING FUCKING NIGHT WAS AWESOME!!!! Sorry Jimmyjox or whatever the FUCK you name is!
<<It poured rain that night
but that only made more memorable.>>
The first night (Thursday, September
22nd) was the heavier rains. It was a real Noreaster. I still remember the winds waking up
the ramp of the Vet. The wind stood us up to the point we couldn't really walk or advance
easily. It is always winding down there, even on a calm day and that night was really bad.
We ended up putting on trash bags as rain coats & wind shields. We had really nice
seats on the 500 level right on the rail... unfortunately the rain & wind was a little
much that night. I still remember watching a plastic shopping bag just float around the
bowl for what seemed like the longest time.
The only memories I can share that
involve being upgraded also involves the Vet and a
Monkey Woman
Your favorite Stones related memory
by Travellin’ Man
For me it was witnessing their B
stage performance @ MSG,
Share your own favorite Stones
experiences. Be those recollections of concerts or of another nature.
The whole Giants Stadium show. It
was my first concert ever, and it's also the best day of my life until the next Stones
show I attend.
Would have to be my first and only
Stones show to date, Pittsburgh, PA ( Super Bowl Champs ) Sept. 28th, 2005.
Best moment would have to have been
when Keith struck the first two chords to Jumpin' Jack. Heard a good version that night
with no horns. Some honorable mentions would have to be Rocks Off, Get Off My Cloud, and
of course when they ripped through You Got Me Rocking, the burg went wild. Loved it, and
will not ever forget.
1) The first time I saw them, July
12, 1972, 9th Row in the Indianapolis Convention Center. I went from being a music fan to
a Stones Fan in about 90 minutes.
2) Hwy 64 between Louisville and
Lexington on the way to see them in Lexington in 1981. Everybody on the road was going to
the show and it was like a party at 70 MPH. One babe decided her car was "halter top
optional". Yee-haw!!!!
I'm sure for many people it is the
first time you see the band live. Ditto for me...11/8/69, 2nd. It took forever for the
first show to finish and exit. It took forever for the second show to fill and start. B.B.
King, then Ike & Tina. Terry Reid was scheduled but thank god did not perform. It took
forever for the Stones to take the the stage (not until 2:00 a.m.). The black outfit, the
cape, the belt, the Uncle Sam tophat. The slow strong chords of JJF. The guitars. The show
started with a rush and closed strong and had a confidently paced, but slower middle. I
was entralled with Keith and his playing. As for Taylor, his style I did not not totally
get. Some 28 years later I heard this show again, on headphones, totally immersed in
traveling back in time. And I was right. A very strong show by Keith and Taylor's playing
WAS a bit odd that night.
I remember just about a month ago,
at the bell center, my first stones gig.
Keith walking out, and his raising
his arm into the air, and then suddenly all was JJF.
I also remember Mick during the
middle part of Rambler, my favourite song, walking to the front of the stage, bathed in
blue light, speaking out his lines slowly. The atmosphere was incredible.
Ronnie's SMU solo also blew me
away... sounded strange on the boot, but live it was incredible
I also remember the first time I
heard Shine A Light, it brought tears to my eyes, and is still the only song that can do
this to me (though I have to listen to the preceding 16 exile songs first)
And naturally playing Wild Horses
for a girl I really liked (did not work too badly)
Asking about our favorite moments
opens up a lot of territory. Of course the first time I saw them changed my life forever.
You can read what it is like to be in the front row by Keno. It is odd both of us were in
the front row during the same tour. But I am going to try to describe more than just a
memory. I think it was 75 when we recorded the Brussels’s show off “The King
Biscuit Flower Hour.” We were in college. We loved that show and played it all the
time on a really good stereo in my friend’s dorm room. .Those small rooms can really
get filled up with the sound of four speakers.
Anyway, I know this has to be short.
Now…you may think all I write about is getting high, but for us the Stones. drugs,
sex, alcohol, and girls were all tied up in a Gorgon’s knot. So one day I took some
windowpane and was lying on the bed listening to the show. There are a couple of phases to
a trip. One is when you feel your thoughts are transparent and other people can perceive
them. Magical things seem to happen like your friend saying the same words as you at the
same time. Always freaky. But I was beyond all that and just kind of in a mellow
hallucinatory state behind my eyelids. The show was playing loud and I was alone in the
room. I suddenly felt that the music was emanating from me. It was no longer external but
an internal experience that I felt I was broadcasting. So the music was in me and my
thoughts and mood were one with the music. There was no separation between me and the
music.
It is hard to describe a trip. But
that is not what is important. What is important is that is when I learned the music can
be in my body. In the 70s we talked about “vibes” and New Age people talk about
“auras.” We were just fucked up. But Keith spoke of how he looked for the
“sound” in the music the Stones play. I learned that this sound can be in our
body: vibes, aura, sound…whatever. That is all I will say about it now. I have talked
about it before a lot of times.
Try this, take a song like
“Paint it Black” or whatever you like and put on the headphones and concentrate
on the music. If your thoughts wander and you are not intently listening, start over. Do
this until you can concentrate for an entire song. There are other things you can do to
get the sound into your body but this is where to start.
Of course a concert is the perfect
place to concentrate to the music. Always bring yourself back to the show if your mind
wanders. A show is good because it is very physical. Dancing, jumping up and down,
singing, and in the old days having topless girls dancing in front of you, etc. A very
physical experience.
That is how it started for me. The
sound is in my body. That is my memory for you.
The other thing is hearing “The
Chess Sessions” for the first time. God, I love that music. Thanks Brian.
Well it's a little bit difficult to
pick just one as Stones are really part of my life. They kept me going many times, like at
the year 2000 when I nearly got mad living in this Catholic propaganda of "the year
of God's graces to faithful" or when I first arrived in Japan with nothing as fucking
Lufthansa ( I call them Luftwaffe ever since ) lost my whole language. Anyway if I had to
pick my favourite memory it would be my second Stones show. It's been Prague 27 June 2003.
I was standing close to the stage B, something like 3 meters from Mick. I must say this
show had really special atmosphere as it was Mick's 60th Birthday. Surely the set at the
small stage was the most exciting for me. It was strange feeling, suddenly all went dark,
the only light spot was stage B. I could feel people from behind pushing me to the stage.
First arrived Mick, the last one was Keith. I was surprised because Ronnie used this
guitar with plastic transparent body he doesn't use very often. First track they did was
Neighbors. They played it without sax, so there were 3 guitar solos instead! After this
song we started to sing Happy Birthday to Mick and Ronnie joined in playing it slide! This
Happy Birthday tune has moved into Little Red Rooster. I was in heaven! I could be so
close to them! After LRR Keith and Ronnie were exchanging guitars. First Keith exchanged
his Gibson for Telecaster and then Ronnie came to the stairs passed the technician that
transparent guitar and picked up electric sitar. At this very moment it became silent you
could just hear the helicopter over the place, maybe the audience got exhausted. I shouted
at the top of my lungs RONNIE!!! Ronnie stopped, looked at me, smiled and noded his head!
I couldn't believe that! Then guys made really amazing version of Street Fighting Man.
Keith started the riff, then muted that and then let explode! It was very cool. When they
have finished Charlie threw the sticks at crowd and they bowed. Everyone except Mick went
to the main stage. Mick went downstairs off the stage and suddenly I was so close to him!
I thought I could just reach him with my hand. He put off his shirt and a really nice
looking woman passed him warm towel. I know it was a warm towel because before the show I
have seen sort of closet behind the stage B where there were many shelfs with descriptions
like "warm towels","strings", "talcium powder" and so on.
Anyway Mick was close to me and he really is fit I have to admit! Just perfect body. Well,
he put on a new shirt, jumped upstage, sent kisses to us and run to the main stage where
the band was starting GS. That was it. My the closest encounter with Stones so far.
To end this story a funny episode
happened to me then. When the guys were playing Neighbours some girls from the audience
were throwing their underwear at stage. One pair hasn't reached it landing on my shoulder
instead. I looked around and noticed noone pays attention to that and I quickly hidden
that underwear in my pocket. Sorry Mick! After the concert I went drinking and when I was
entering the hotel pretty intoxicated and came to reception I noticed the strange look on
the reception lady's face. I looked down and noticed undies hanging from my pocket. I
looked back at the reception lady and said: "Those... Ah yeah... They're Mick
Jagger's..."
Like everyone else, there are so
many. If you want just one, I have to go with the Circus Krone show in Munich on June 8,
2003. First row, only 10 feet in front of Ronnie at a club show. It is really hard to beat
that experience. 'Can't Turn You Loose' (which is on Four Flicks) that ended the show has
to be one of the best things I have ever heard done live period!
Well, mine would have to be the
first time I saw them at the Steel Wheels in Toronto. I was 18 at the time. My brother,
his girlfriend and my sister all went. We played this drinking game called "up the
river, down the river" and we got so polluted I don't remember how we got to the
dome. I managed to sober up a bit on the ride there and who do I meet but one of my old
teachers from Elliot Lake, haha! We went in and my brother passed around a huge joint of
hash and that really put us in a different mood. I can remember Ruby Tuesday - everyone
had their lighters up and I started crying I was so transfixed by the whole thing and just
couldn't believe I was seeing my favorite band for the first time in my life! One of my
best friends were down there front row and she had paid $500 for the ticket, bitch, haha!
Well, my sister started getting claustrophobic or paranoid or something so I had to bring
her to the bathroom and I'm freaking on her saying "we're missing the show". She
splashed a little water on her face and then she was okay so instead of going back to our
seats, we went up as close as we could get to the stage and it was during HTW and they had
those huge inflatable ladies and it was so cool to see the boys up close. I went to see SW
again at the same place not long later with my best friend and we took a stones bus from
Sudbury and that was a blast too - they said we couldn't bring alcohol on the bus and her
and I were carrying this duffle bag that was totally square like a 24 of beer and as soon
as the doors closed, the bus guy told us all we could drink till just before Toronto and
everyone on the bus whipped out their pleasures except only one couple on the bus. We had
to stop on the highway so that all the boys could get off the bus in a line to piss since
the bathroom was so full, haha! The show was awesome, but do you think we should have
remembered our bus number, Ronnie? I also went to Bridges in Toronto with the same friend
and we had a blast there too.
by Jaxx (April 1, 1999)
I just got back from the east
coast late last night. was too wasted to write, let alone FIND a kinkos to handle this
review. sorry to read that you didn't enjoy the show, max. i was more impressed than
anticipated.
"Getting Off" on my
Cloud in
I knew this was going to be one
of those weekends that sticks with you for the rest of your life...yes, it was THAT
AWESOME. Headed into the Big Apple Saturday night for dinner in Hell's Kitchen, then onto
After partying all day in
The Hartford Arena is a funky
"little" venue, seating about 16,000. I made my way up to my seats and
immediately assessed that they were decent...side stage, but second level...way up there
in the boonies and hotter than hell. Everyone started to clap and howl as the video
began...Then finally, after what seemed like eternity, Keith finally walked out playing
the opening licks of a very raging JUMPING JACK FLASH. Glad to hear BITCH next, since I
had caught "Live with Me" at the
I found my way down to the first
row of my section and landed a concrete wall for a seat. This view was GREAT....however,
it was quite clear to me that everyone around me was a "sitter" and since I WAS
encroaching on their seats, I decided to behave myself, stay seated on my perch and groove
as best as i could without jumping to my feet. I gotta admit it was tough duty to sit
there when I was just dying to get my happy feet into jolly gear. PAINT IT BLACK was its
usual haunting brilliance and I took a moment to check out the light show below,
continuing to exercise unusual restraint. I was still seated, still maintaining, even
through a rocking, nostalgic version of my personal college daze anthem, BEFORE THEY MAKE
ME RUN. Then the opening notes of OUT OF CONTROL.....
I was doing fine as Mick began
the tune and catted around the stage...cool horns, blue lights....unable to control myself
anymore, I jumped to my feet and started to dance wildly about the time the tune
crescendo-ed, the lights came on and Mick was making his way to my side of the stage.
Everyone around me was still seated. Mick points up at me, dances a few hip shakes with
me, points up at me again, then to my amazement, he lifts his shirt up and flashes me
those totally awesome washer board abs i've been obsessing over since I caught the show in
early February. What a moment, what a thrill, what a Mick Fit Extraordinaire. I stood in
shock for a second, reveling in that moment as Mick moved on continuing to work the arena.
Then the poor guy sitting behind me gently taps me on the shoulder and quietly says,
"Could you please sit down, now?" He didn't have to ask me twice.
I really grooved on finally
seeing live my first favorite stones tune GET OFF MY CLOUD on the b-stage. It was upbeat,
peppy and youthful...reminiscent of those junior high school feelings of immortality. This
b-stage has become the concert highlight. The crowd seems to adore this part of the show
and the band seems to get off on the intimacy this scene creates. Very smokey, bluesy
barroomish, however a more polished
Fancy
Well, what can a poor girl do?
***************************************************************
MONDAY NIGHT
Seats tonight were most excellent
indeed. The view was simply stunning. They were those funky seats everyone has been
talking about around the side, back corner of the stage. All the costume changes, swigs of
water, all the little nuances and "ribbing" between the band members....I saw it
all from there. It was like having a back stage pass and I was loving every minute of it.
Since I didn't have a good view
of a screen I concentrated on the stage and actually saw Keith pop up the trap door in the
opening moments of JUMPING JACK FLASH. I immediately knew "something was up"
when the next tune was a perky YOU GOT ME ROCKING, bypassing "Live With
Me".....and sure enough, after this tour's mellow version of RESPECTABLE, they
dropped in a very funky, sexy GIMME SHELTER. I watched Mick "cue" Lisa for her
solo to begin and like the diva she is, Lisa stepped out and belted out her part, every
note soulful and clean, in essence, totally Lisa. She really had all the "boyz"
in my section "ready to go", if you know what I mean which no doubt escalated
during a raunchy HONKY TONK WOMAN.
Then the show stopper. I was
bracing myself for a much anticipated "Moonlight Mile" and couldn't believe it
when I heard the opening arpeggios and Mick lamenting, "As I stand by your flame, I
get burned once again...." I'm in tears. My favorite tune off Sticky
Fingers...finally. No doubt a coincidence, but this ballad that I've been quietly
requesting around cyberspace was live on stage this very moment for the first time in
decades and I was there to witness it. What the hell, I allowed myself to fantasize that
The Boyz were playing this one for me. I was entranced with the passion in Mick's
delivery, the tearful wailing guitars, the remorseful horns. Serendipity at its finest.
"In the silk sheet of time, I will find peace of mind"....thank you Boyz. That
was a truly special moment.
Needless to say, the rest of the
show was completely rocking. No surprises, but no disappointments. Me and Gazza danced the
night away. During the b-stage performance, my proximity was "back of the bar".
I was amazed I could still feel the energy and magnatism that these musicians put out.
This band has really succeeded in reaching every fan in every knook and cranny of this
arena. So very,very nice after decades upon decades of large overwhelming stadium shows.
Keith was mellow and understated
to Mick's wild spastic moves. At this close proximity, I could see Mick's mucle tone
through his shirt. This man truly has the body of an adonis, and he knows it. Like a
peacock, he struts around stage playing the total poser, flexing his arms (most amazing)
to display very defined biceps and delts. Then he turns and tosses his head stretching his
arms back to reveal triceps and a washerboard back to match his abs...This voguing is
definitely more choreographed than the earlier shows of the tour when his moves seemed to
be more knee jerk and spontaneous.
After the funky SYMPATHY and the
Boyz took their final bow, the crowd became excited again. For a moment we were fooled
that the band may once again grace us with their presence....but no. The overhead screens
now displayed the end of the NCAA Championship Game and the final seconds of
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Tonight’s rehearsal
by Bekka (
Well,
tonight was another amazing night. I swear, I've been on a three day high. lol. as i've
mentioned before, mick's personal body guard gave me my wrist band for the concert and
michael cole gave me my ticket. I was shocked at that. then last night was the concert
which in my opinion, was amazing. then there was tonight.
my dad
and i went again just cuz and to see if i could get another album signed. we had been
waiting for about an hour and a half and then clive, mick's personal bodyguard and rick,
the head security guy came up to us and said come with me inside. who's to argue with him.
my dad
and i were very confused at that point. as we were walking across the compound clive
explained that we were going to get to see the stones rehearse for a little bit. you could
have knocked me over with a feather. we had to leave everything outside, including the
camera, cellphone, album (LYL) and the pen. then we went inside with another security
guard michelle and clive. we all got in the elevator and rode up to the 4th floor.
the 4th
floor ended up being a balcony/catwalk above where they were playing. dad and i got there
in between songs, so mick was chatting and joking around with charlie and keith and ronnie
were doing their guitar thing. there were white boards all across the front/back wall
(depends on which way
all i
can say is wow! it was great! the atmosphere in there was very relaxed. the boys looked
like they were having a lot of fun playing the song, btw, which was amazing!i had to make
a conscious effort to keep my mouth closed for fear that my gum would fall out of my
mouth! lol!!! when they finished the song, mick looked up at me and smiled and winked and
ronnie just smiled! i was on cloud nine.
when i
got back out, everyone was clamouring to know what happened. they were all so jealous.
then someone else said that a few nights ago that they had had the chance to go up and see
THREE songs... Going To A Go Go, Waiting On A Friend and... the one that everyone on this
board has been clamouring for... SWAY!!!!! there you have it guys! they have practiced
sway!
anyway,
i'm still on this high. i can only hope that another something like this will happen
tomorrow night.
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Front Row, KC. 99
By Ric (May 17, 1999)
I recently saw the stones in K.C. on their NS tour and had the
pleasure of sitting on the 1st row, keef side, with my wife, 7 year old son, brother and
sister, and a very close friend. my son is a stones fanatic. he would rather watch stones
videos than cartoons. anyway, my son is a big keef fan so we made him a sign that said
"little keef fan" for him to hold up. boy did that get keefs attention. when he
strutted out and lashed out the opening chords to jumpin'jack and saw the sign, he grinned
so wide and winked at my son right away. He looked at my son, winked, and smiled at him
the whole show. we received a total of 4 guitar picks, 2 of them brought out by a roadie
from backstage. but the real highlight was when the band returned from the b-stage, we
were obviously standing by the runway, keef saw my son, stopped, knelt down, kissed his
hands and then touched my sons head with both his hands, then shook my sons hand with both
of his. man, what a moment. An experience my son and the rest of us will never forget. oh,
the show was killer as usual. sitting on row 1 is the ultimate, especially at $90 (face
value).
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Standing
at Shows
by Background Noise (June 1999)
I know a couple of people have touched upon this in recent posts, but
I had an experience at the second
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A Vet
View
by Dandelion
Where
to start - had a nice corned beef sandwich at a deli in Philly.... Caught the end of the
Pretenders. Not a big fan so it was just the right amount. They sounded very good. Met the
guy who sketches on napkins who posts here (sorry I forgot your handle. Thank you for the
shirt. Unfortunately someone seemed to have swiped it during the future chaos. Anyway -
just before the opening chords are struck and the tension is building - right in the row
in front of us (row 10 section A) this weird looking short squat Bette Midler looking
troll woman jumps up to stand on top of her seat, then joined by her sleazy looking biker
boyfriend and then the rest of the row thinks it's a good idea and forms a wall of
assholes and we can't see a fucking thing. Except their lumpen proletariat asses.
Beautiful. Several of us nicely try to explain to them that this is REALLY REALLY rude and
obnoxious - so they glance back then turn away to shake their bulbous asses in our faces.
I am tempted to "accidentally" hook my foot under the big scary dude's chair and
knock him off it...but...it would not be fair to the people in row 9 who he'd fall on and
he would probably beat me up anyway. So I tell FPM I'm going to get security and make my
way past the other 5 or 6 people they were blocking - saying "I'm going to get
security" to which I hear "good." So I get to the isle and the security guy
cannot hear me and cannot figure out what I'm trying to say and I feel a wave of flesh
pushing forward and I decided I better move with it because I don't think working against
the tide is the right thing to do right now even if I know I'll be told to go back once
they check my stub. At least I may find a security person who will help. I look back and a
guy says "I'm following you" not realizing I wasn't exactly in control of the
direction myself... In a matter of seconds I'm at row 2 equivalent in a mosh pit in the
isle. I could have stepped in front several times but held back since I did not want to
get close enough to security to have them checking my stub and wanted to act as discrete
as possible. It was evident that those who pushed got pushed back. Then after a few songs
it was apparent that they were only checking the ticket stubs of slovenly drunken guys and
throwing them back. Being a blonde female was not a bad thing to be at this moment. I
decided I had better act the part a little more than my typical Bill Wymanesque concert
going abandonment. I pretty much got to stay in the front for the rest of the show. I
expected FPM to figure out what had happened and to make his way up - but found out later
he spent an hour looking at the Bette Midler looking troll woman's ass. Some guys are
weird....
Also
seems that the security in that area was not too hot. I just read about Stonesdoug's
pregnant sister in law getting PISSED on back there. Charming. Anyway, While I was trying
to determine how discrete to be - I heard someone say they were asked if they wanted to
work the Stones show for $200. At first I assumed after seeing that Being Mick club show
thingy with the bleach blondes all in row that they were talking about the several young
girls I was standing next to....but it was just security guy chit chat...I think. So - I'm
noticing there are A LOT of these young tiny bleach blonde girls in the isle mosh pit. And
they all kinda look the same. Sort of a trashy Pam Anderson/Christina Agularia wannabee
thing going. There must have been special clearance for the Pammy looking chicks to be
able to crash the front. Glad they made room for a Meryl Streepy looking chick. Later FPM
says the Pammy chicks were all over the place. Like there was a factory in Philly making
these Barbie Fembots and they all escaped and went to the Stones show or something. And
they are all like a size 2. I'm a size 6 and I felt like a beluga whale. Is this some sort
of bizzaro hormonal development mishap? Like gilrs dieting starting at the age of four and
their skeletons don't develop...??? Weird. So sometime in the middle of the show one of
the Fembot's had her boyfriend throw her bra at Mick. He missed the stage and they got
security to give it back. Pretty funny. The security guys were cracking up. During the
next song (sorry - don't know which one - didn't take notes) I see the Fembot unconscious
being passed over the rail. Then a couple songs later the bra makes it onto the stage and
it turned out to be yet ANOTHER one. While I was reporting this to Fleabit he said he saw
that and she was passed over his row and then out the back. Had to have been another one.
So - Fembots are malfunctioning and dropping all over the place, the mobs are pushing, and
THEN as if on cue during Gimme Shelter - "mad bull lost his way" - a drunken day
trader comes flailing forward with great force. For some reason he manages to talk
security into letting him stay in row two or three. Maybe he paid for it. I'm not paying
attention behind me but he must have been a real charmer because they rather violently
grab him and out he goes and the crowd cheers. Many more
The
band was in great form even though they were playing the warhorses. Love Train was
definitely one of the highlights. I loved Mick's pimp costume. Mick seemed...well....very
goofy. He is certainly taking on an interesting way to relate to this odd phenomenon of
being Mick in the stadium context. He must get into different head states at the different
types of venues. He seemed more distant in a stadium. Although he did point at the Fembot
isle mosh pit section and sang "you make a grown man cry" and then started
laughing....
I think
one of the problems they are having with selling tickets to these things is that there is
an issue with what is "best available" The sections in the nosebleeds that were
closed to filled were at the far end of the stadium and the closer seats were empty. So
what if they have a better view of the monitor? I would never go to a stadium show and not
be on the floor. I can't imagine how it would feel anything else but disconnected.
Now I'm
tired again. Hope I'm awake by Tower.
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Why did
I buy Round Trip Tickets?
by Payphone Al
Damn,
its tough having to return to the daily grind after having such a great time in NYC. I got
to catch both concerts and even was able to catch a Sox/Yankees game to add to my list of
major league ballparks visited.
I can
not compare the two concerts as MSG and Giants Stadium are as far apart in atmosphere as
you can get. The stage at MSG was stripped down to almost a club show setup. I have not
seen a arena stage for the Stones that bare of trappings in almost 30 years. Excellent
venue with great sight lines from every angle I went to. My seats were towards the rear
right, second tier which gave me a full on look at the band. The sound from my seat was
better then I expected and I was very happy with the set list as it was my first show of
the tour. No better place to catch the first show them MSG.
Giants
was the full blown stage setup. Not as many bells and whistles as the last couple of
tours, but very impressive all the same. Again, the sound was great from my location high
in the rafters. I have a love for stadium shows that others here have lost. I take the
whole festival feeling in and enjoy what the Stones do so well that other bands only hope
to do on a good night in a stadium. Few acts can pull it off. I will not breakdown every
song played. Others have already done that much better then I could.
Tickets
for MSG were available on the street before the show, but were a harder buy then the
Meadowlands. Prior to the second show, I had a lot of time to spare in the parking lot and
followed the re-sale of tickets quite closely. Most were going at face value. But, I saw
tickets going at half price by sellers who friends bailed out on them before the show and
they were just so tired of standing around trying to get rid of the tickets. I doubt that
would be the case in cities that only have arena shows.
I
can’t say enough about the people that I was lucky enough to hang out with on this
trip. Some I have never met before and others I consider old friends. Pdog was in top
form, even when I could see he was looking close at the plastic swords in my Manhattans
and wondering if they would be strong enough to keep his eyelids open. The man is made of
iron. I also got to meet former legends of this board and other boards who lived up to
their status. Walking the streets of
Finally
I have to give MAJOR props to Love You Live. He has a heart of gold. When I mentioned that
I still had to figure out the public transportation system to get to Giants stadium, he
quickly volunteered to pick me up at my hotel in
For
everyone yet to see a show, you won’t be disappointed. I wasn’t.
"I
have a love for stadium shows that others here have lost. I take the whole festival
feeling in and enjoy what the Stones do so well that other bands only hope to do on a good
night in a stadium."
it is
interesting, isn't it? the stones are the only band i have ever seen in a stadium, and i
can't imagine the need to see another band in that type of venue. no one else is that big;
unless, of course, john and george find themselves resurrected with nothing else to do on
a saturday night. seeing the stones at soldier was a fascinating sociological experiment -
just being in that mass of humanity was something to behold. the night was wonderful, the
breeze was blowing, and the beer was flowing.
cool to
hear about LYL. in
al, the
summit of all summits is being planned for MSG in January. will you be in attendance?
Payphone
Al, first it was great meeting you. It was also great to meet Pdog even if it was so
brief. Meeting up with some Gassers was one of the nice things about last week. Also many
thanks for the kind words, I only hope I can live up to the press for anyone else I do
meet this tour. Again thanks, and it was my pleasure giving you a ride... I only wish I
could have spent more time tailgating and checking out the Shidoobee site.
I also
have to say that you and others have allowed me to find a new respect for the stadium
shows. I really loved the MSG show. It has been my only arena show so far this tour. But
the stadium shows aren't lacking in any way. I was surprised to hear Buddy say he thought
that the Giants stadium show was better the MSG when we were having dinner Friday. That
says a lot really... he has been to a many shows and had 3rd row at the Garden with the
fan club travel package. I guess my problem with stadium shows is the weather. If it
works, there isn't anything better.
You
guys really rocked last week Ronnie.
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Blues Heaven
by Fleabit Peanut Monkey (June 1999)
Over the weekend I was lucky enough to find myself in
For anyone who loves the Stones and has followed this love upstream to see what inspired
THEM in the first place, Chess Studios is Ground Zero. Located at the address immortalized
by the instrumental on 12x5,
2120
No official tours were scheduled for this weekend, but since it was the second time I'd
been there, the nice lady who answered the phone at
We went through some storage areas to the back door, where artists unloaded their
equipment, where legend has it the Keith Richards encountered Muddy Waters "painting
the goddamned ceiling" (Marshall Chess claims Muddy NEVER painted any ceilings at
Chess; Keith has countered by adding elaboration to the story - white paint was dripping
down Muddy's face like a harlequin's tear the last time I heard it!) Then up a narrow back
stairway. "You can imagine the musicians carrying their guitar cases up here,"
said the guide. I was a mass of gooseflesh by this time, entering a realm of serious
unreality. Upstairs we saw the fireproof vault where master tapes were kept, and a
rehearsal space where Chuck Berry was forced to play 130 takes of Maybelline before the
precious tape was allowed to roll. In that room were more Stones' references - a gold disc
for "Stripped", sent over because it included Willie Dixon's "Little
Baby", and a plaque for Voodoo Lounge signed by Don Was - I don't know why that was
there.
Finally we reached the epicenter - the studio itself. I could hardly contain myself. There
is NOTHING to see in there, really - some rudimentary home-made acoustic panels, and the
big glass window to the engineer's booth. But DAMN is that room full of ghosts! "The
musicians set up over there in the corner, and the vocalists here," said the guide. I
stood where he was indicating. I stood RIGHT where Muddy Waters first sang "Rollin'
Stone", where Chuck Berry sang "Little Queenie", where Bo Diddley sang any
number of songs which included the words "Bo Diddley", where Koko Taylor
explained the immortal equation "when the fish scent fill the air, there'll be snuff
juice everywhere." Where Howlin' Wolf howled. Jesus. I didn't want to leave that
spot.
But we did. We saw the pvc pipes that stuck up out of the floor in the mixing room,
leading to a maze of tubing which gave Chess recordings their eerie
Shirli & Dandelion discussed the difficulty of having Willie Dixon's upright bass
accurately appraised so it could be insured & displayed - how do you put a price on
something priceless?
Soon it was time to go. A cameraman was there, people were in and out, and Shirli was
overseeing the work in the garden next door, but first she pressed invitations to the
opening into our hands. Even though she was busy as hell, she insisted on posing for
pictures with us, and, when I started blubbering incomprehensibly that this was all a
dream come true for me, Shirli (who is a big beautiful woman, obviously her daddy's
daughter) gave me a big hug. It occurred to me later that perhaps it is nice for her to
meet people who know what a giant her father was, although it is still hard for me to
grasp that not everyone knows how incredibly important Willie Dixon and Chess Studios were
and still are. All I can say is, if you ever have a chance, take the tour. It's $10, tax
deductable, and goes to support Blues Heaven.
'High' Adventure In The Garden
by Travellin Man
(January 18.
2006)
The
experience of taking in a Stones show at MSG and just as important, doing the pre show
partying with cool Gassers like Keefer, Human Riff, and Payphone Al etc. turned out to be
very much like I thought it would be. An unforgettable fucking blast! Ah but there would
be some great surprises in store before the night would end. Hell. At times I would
surprise myself.
I flew
from D.C. to
Had
lunch with Keefer, Human Riff and his friend Matt near
By
Everybody
was having a good time. And thanks to Payphone Al (my smoking buddy for the day) the first
of several cool surprises took place on the sidewalks outside Stouts. The buzz had a new
Super form by the time we returned to Stouts for more beverages. Pay Al is a great guy.
Thanks for the 'sidewalk of dreams' stroll, Al. And the good conversation all day long.
Time
came for us to leave for the show. It was at that time a hand came towards me and the
owner of the hand announced he was, 'Torn And Frayed'. Wish we could have talked longer
T&F. Still it was good to see you.
I was
double fisting two beers, walking back to our seats in sect. 202 when Keith riffed JJF's
opening chords. A great opener.
So many
have already reviewed the songs I will keep it short and sweet. Love Is Strong was a cool
surprise for me. Anytime Mick is on the mouth harp I am happy. And it was a first for LIS
this tour.
It made
Keefer and Human Riff's night that WAY was played. I was hoping for some more fast paced
surprises and I am not really a big fan of 'falsetto Mick' songs. But their excitement
made me happy for them. I would have been acting like them had 'Bitch' or 'Respectable'
made the setlist.
Keefer
was "the man with the plan" for the highlight of the night! While Keith was
setting up for ,'This Place Is Empty'. I followed Keefer down to the floor and the B
stage. How we got past security/ushers I am not going to reveal. But the plan worked. And
the disposable camera in my coat pocket suddenly became priceless rather than disposable
to me. Oh security would tap me on the shoulder about 3 times to make me show my ticket
during the B stage performances of Miss You, Rough Justice, GOOMC and HTW. Then have me
move on. They did the same with Keefer. I lost sight of Keefer after awhile. But I
remained in the B stage area at times no more than 15 ft. from our Rock Gods!
The
moment of the night for me was after being distracted by an usher and moving over to a
spot with less people. SUDDENLY and surprisingly (because I was gloriously wasted by now)
I looked slightly to my left to see Keith Richards and Mick Jagger only a few feet above
me and no more than 20 ft. from me. Keith looking in my direction. That image I do not
need a camera for. It is etched in my memory forever!
I would
snap some decent shots from down there (remember the type camera though) Still, some fine
personal souvenirs.
After
the B stage. I was dissappointed to find the the sale of beer was discontinued. Went back
to sect 202.
(BTW I
remember talking briefly with Jack Flash. At what point of the show that was I don't
know.) But he needs to update his Gasser photo. He now looks like he should be in a Rock
band. Long wavy blonde hair. And could pass for 18. Good to see you Jack.
So I'm
back in 202. But somehow I am not with the rest of my party. There were 6 empty seats. I'm
assuming those are the ones. My memory gets fuzzy from here on. I remember some wild young
lady kissing me over and over as the concert continued. She would tap me on the shoulder.
And when I turned around she would kiss me. This would happen about every 5 minutes. I
remember people were laughing and having the time of their lives. I remember dancing and
really getting into the final songs. I remember initiating some loud outbursts from our
part of the Garden before the encore with a loud southern WOOOOOO! I was high fived for
leading a couple of rows in singing the last five songs. Again, details are fuzzy at this point on for me. But I
know my section was having a great time! I was in Rock And Roll Heaven. * And I was
getting kisses too! I hated to see the show end.
My bite
of the Big Apple was a sweet and one I will never forget it. Hope all of you going to
tonight's show have as much fun and get a similarly great setlist.
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Webmaster's Note: Gassers have held pre and post show parties dating back to 1999, but the C10 are a bunch of Gassers who attended the first Gasland Summit which was not connected to any concert. They got together simply to meet and party over the Stones. The posts connected to this summit are many and stretch out for years after the event - many posts were made at some of the other Stones boards too, even if the C10 was strictly a Gasland get-together. Some of the posts connected to this event were lost, others are hard to find, so here are some of the first ones written during August and September of 2001. (These posts provide a framework for the members of C 10 to fill in the blanks if they wish. C 10 members can provide more details of the Summit at stonesoralhistory@yahoo.com.)
C10, A note
from
by 2000
Man, (
Saw
Max's post about his trip, it'll be worth it in the long run, and I think we'll laugh at
your misfortune soon.
Anyway
- Everyone has arrived safely (most of them much less battered than Max), and we sat
around Sir Stonesalot's room and I'm pretty sure we successfully replaced all the oxygen
with smoke. We enjoyed some fine Canadian Strong beer, some finer Yeungling's Black and
Tans (and a couple of lagers), Stoli and some nasty looking Dole fruit juice and I heard
there was some red wine floating around, but I don't imbibe in that stuff.
The
Marko around the world tour travels heavy, let me tell ya! There's about forty video
tapes, stacks of pictures and books and a googob of cd's. SDH brought some big Nicaraguan
cigars (really big, republican ones), and from FPM we get the next poll question.
Is it
pronounced "Kee - Noe" or is it pronounced "Kennoe?"
SDH
votes for the former, but it's running heavily in favor of "Kee - Noe."
The
catch phrasee for the weekend? Every now and then Marko exclaims "Wait! Two words!
Fucking Mad!"
I'm
going to the record convention now, we'll send more notes to everyone later today.
Maxluger
Shit!
Maxy wasn't there!
I am so
close but yet so far.
I was
just awoken by the cleaning peopleand I am starting to move.
A cup
of that great hotel room coffee and Maxy is on the room to his original hotel!
You'll
be pleaase to know I ha lttle Saba Spice left as I passed out before I finished it. It's
just on of those little flat bottle though.
Your
friend in trouble,
Staffan
I
usually pronounce it very typical Swedish. I can't write it down, but it's more similar to
Kee-noe.
Anyway,
there is a TV program here that's called Keno. It's about drawing the lots. Sad but true.
Mr.
Jimmie
there's
a lottery style game you can play in clubs/pubs here called 'Club Keno'.
Keno It
is pronounced the same way as the game in Vegas. But has nothing to do with the game.
Mr
Jimmie
is that
game Club Keno? I always thought it was 'Ken'- as in Ken and Barbie, and 'O'- as in 'O'
Keno
This
really should not be so hard. In fact, I'm surprised anyone is getting it wrong. It is not
pronounced the way you say the name "Ken". It's pronounced like the game - how
about this, I'll use two common English words to help you out in pronouncing it......
"key"- as in "I lost the house key" and "no"- as in
"no, not again!",.....Put them together and you get "keyno" or Keno.
Hope
that helps!
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by
Followed
her to the station
Our
Young Boy Joey has returned to our bosom after finally being found wandering the Who
section of the R&R Hall O' Fame for literally hours.
Marko
is hot -- all you girls fucked up
you
coulda had it licked by a pro
crazy
bastard
The
Meister is back --- didn't know when to say when -- proud of it!
Maxy
got a room, finally. Big room w/ mini bar.
Club
level with his own private bar stocked with Snapple, and jacuzzi, and vodka -- quite
visably shaken -- and a 5 lb. rock.
Film at
Who's
fhaarting and what foahh?
Keith
will you cool it, I'm trying to stop the farting!
You'll
never guess who showed up at the summit -- Octavius
Just in
case we didn't thank our most kind host this fine evening (under a full moon no less) -- a
special gassy outburst for our hero, the lovely and talented 2000 Man & family (ask
about the the steak eater!)
From
Lugar's
back -- where was he? We don't know -- we are most quite visably shaken ("QVS").
Tony
says (as interpreted by the Cleveland Gassy Institute):
Play
the fucking track
I've
got 2 words for ya -- fucking mad!
Anyone
that ignored the siren's call of Cleveland can now bask in their collective despair that
they missed the frothy, bubbly, milky, filthy goodness that is Cleveland.
As
darkness fell Young Joey reached back into his troubled memories of
An
Fire is
now out. We're all relieved.
Let It
Bleed is blasting and we pound along with sticks and pieces of broken furniture. We are
reduced to communicating mainly by grunts and farts.
Send
help
A
generous tip no doubt be left to the poor souls who will reconstruct the hotel room. All
of you should be out stalking fresh livers with Larry this morning.
Larry
Hagman
Amen My
Sister.....
We all
need new livers , and some people need new
lungs.............but
that is another story .
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My God!
I am still Alive
by Sir Stonesalot
I
thought I'd stop by to let everyone know that FPM and I got home alive.
Here
are some of my thoughts and observations about the summit in
The
only guy who was what I expected was SDH. For those of you who thought it is all an
act.....it isn't. That's really what he's like. Amazing.
2000
Man makes great beer. And consumes it as fast as it gets bottled. Thanks again Rick for
the hospitality. Hope the fire is out.
Maxlugar
is even funnier in person. His secrets shall not be revealed by me.....
Nanker.....Jesus
boy, be careful with that shit.
Moonlight
Mile.....is the proud owner of 2 of the highlight moments of the summit. I'll get to that
in a minute.
Joey....showed
up with an M16a1/203, camos and facepaint mumbling something about smack. We treated him
very nice.
Maxmeister....the
human technicolor fountain. I remember my first beer too! Just because you bought lunch
doesn't mean that I'm not gonna let you forget....LOL! Thanks for the
SDH...Did
your mom do a whole bunch of drugs while she was pregnant with you? Next time, you ain't
driving my ass anywhere. SDH is the only guy I know who drinks wine by the foot. I
estimate that he drank approx 4 feet of wine Fri. night. The funny thing was that he was
exactly the same as before he started drinking. I hope to God you find your way back to
Marko....you
left a blue sleeveless shirt at my house. I'm fucking keeping it you crazy bastard. I'm
proud to call you my Gassy Twin. Whe you get home, we start work on the next Gasx3
compilation. My wife and son enjoyed meeting you, and so did I. Our paths will cross again
my friend.
FPM....was
FPM.
OK so
now here's ome of my favorite sound bites from the summit:
"Get
your Finnish ass out of the way"--Moonlight Mile
"Oh
man, she farted!"--Me, as old woman exited an elevator
"Who's
faahting and what fohwah.."--catch phrase of the campfire
"Huuurrrphgluuuuugh...ohhhhhhh......uuuuunnnngglugggggggfffffffglurg"--Maxmeister
to toilet
"OK,
it's left right?"--SDH while driving lost in
"Does
anyone here know Brian's last name?"--Customer service chick at the Rennaisance
"I
got 2 words for you---fucking mad!"--Marko
"OK,
Where's Joey?"--Everyone said this at one time or another
"OH,
you are all STUDENTS!"--Marko, at 3am Fri. when everyone went to bed.
"Woo
waa orrr weeewumm wawre?"--nankerphelge while cooking steaks with a flashlight in his
mouth
"I
am getting very thirsty!"--Marko
"You
sons of bitches!"--Maxlugar
"Yes
you CAN ring this beer up."--2000 Man to underage grocery checkout kid.
"Yeah,
I saw the Stones at the Akron Bowl in '76 when Billy Preston opened for them..."--cab
driver
"It's
Ken-oh right? Isn't it Ken-oh?"--SDH
"Yes
I have that show in very good audience quality"
"Yes
I have that show in soundboard quality."
"Yes
and I have a very good video of this show as well"--Marko (Bet you don't have
Istanbul '98! HA!)
"I'm
not past the barf stage yet"--Maxmeister
"See
you next year for the tour."--everyone
NankerPhledge
I'm
sure that drive wasn't nearly as short as you might have hoped.
sorry
we didn't get to hook up on Sunday -- I honestly thought you were at the Courtyard --
couldn't find you (although I ran up a pretty good phone bill trying!)
anyhow
-- great job on the logistics -- thanks again for the music. "Lies" alone is
worth the price of admission!
you
remain, the man.
np
P.S. --
see you again at the Daze Inn!
Joey
Those
guys who smoked that afternoon at the Renaissance were knocked on their A## !!!!!!
You
know it was strong when Sir Stonesalot started hacking and coughing in the bathroom
.....the sh## must have been good !!!!! Thanks Nanky !!!!!
What a
great time I had this weekend . That was very very nice of 2000 Man to invite us all to
his home for the Barbecue / Picnic / Stones love fest/feast . He went above and beyond the
call of duty and I am indebted to him for life. I will treasure the memories for ever .
And you
are correct , the group post was priceless . I just hope FPM caught Larry and Crosby on
tape .
"
Hit Me Ronnie "
I'd
love to say that was normal quality
it
wasn't
if it
were, I'd look like Keith
"We
definitely shouldn't let 2 years slip by."
Amen ,
My Brother.....
What a
great time!
I
finally stopped visibly shaking around
2000
Man's home brewed alcoholic liver candy was delicious. It's effervescent creamy head eats
like a meal in itself. After four or so of them, the night seemed to go quite fast. When I
woke up the next morning in a pool of sweat with my AC off it was this thick creamy head
that I first thought of. It was at least on hour until I was able to talk my stomach off
the ledge. I never in a million years thought I was going to be able to fly that same day.
But a few cold ice waters at the airport bar with Nanky got me right. I'm actually not
sure it was the home brewed beer or the rum or the 5 or so Hienikens or the chiba or that
last beer at Nanky's room or the few at the Hard Rock or that one that I grabbed out of
2000 man's fridge that I thought was a Cow's Milk but was a lighter variety or the little
mini bar Jack Daniels that was half empty next to me bed when I woke up that made me so
hungover. Could it have been all the above? I apologize to any alcoholic beverage that I
may have left out, for I love you all.
Our
Stonesian revelry in
Thanks
Marko, Maxmeister, Fleabit (and anyone else involved with the making of the Dirty Work
video) for all the great gifts! You guys a truly amazing! For Rick to let us use his house
for the cause was utterly (udderly? get it? Cow's Milk!) fantastic!!! Above and beyond my
pal.
Let all
who did not make ask themselves "Why....why didn't I do it?" For you missd one
of the highlights of any Stones message baord that was ever existed. The historic group
post alone was worth the agony of my trip getting there. FPM was it all on video too!!!
I look
forward to another summit of some kind when the tour starts.
You
pal,
Maxy
Von
Our
Stonesian revelry in
Maxy...It
was an honor to finally meet you after all of these years . My God....the stories we
recalled and the great posts from years past that we somehow remembered
..............truly priceless . I had a smile a mile wide throughout the afternoon until I
got lost at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame . Thank God 2000 Man found me sound asleep on
that bench along the ledge of the sixth floor stairwell in the Lennon Exhibit . How did I
get there ???? Where had I been ????? That Museum make Young Boy Joey sleepy . Or perhaps
it was the Saba Spice we had at the Renaissance . Some had
And yes
, your wood gathering abilities were so spectacular , I thought for awhile you , moonlight
and myself were back in the outskirts of DaNang.......lighting flares for the Viet Congs .
We would have made excellent soldiers..............I think !!!!!!!!
Your
pal forever ,
Young
Joey
"
Hit Me Ronnie " ( Out of the Band )
moonlightmile
Glad to
hear so many have made it back from the trenches. Hope I can say the same for SDH and
company but I'm not so sure that boy is capable of leading the remnants of the platoon
back to safety. What's the old
But
even with the casualties, if our Gas Board empire should survive a thousand years, let
them look back and say that these, . . . THESE were our finest hours!
Warm
summer night, a fire, bottle of 2000 Man's stout in one hand and a slab of beef in the
other, effervescent smell of Chiba in the air, Exile blasting all over the neighborhood,
and a horde of drunken Gassers laughing their asses off - absolutely priceless.
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More
thoughts on the
By Sir Stonesalot
You
know, even though there were 10 of us there, we were never all in the same place at the
same time. What do you make of that? My theory is that all 10 of us in one place would
have tilted the balance of the universe, and caused the earth to plummet into the sun. So
I guess it was a good thing that it never happened.
Another
of my favorite things was Moonlight Mile dancing like a madman on my couch.
I
forget how we got from Damon's back to the hotel. Did we get a cab? Walk? Chased wild
animals?
You
guys walked from Damon's, I drove. Damn! That was FUN! Big time fun. Those of you that
stayed home really missed out on a really, really great time. The folks that came to
C-Town are the Salt of the Earth. It was like meeting people you've known forever for the
first time.
Tony
really is as SS mentioned. What you see is what you get - no pretensions and a heart as
big as
Moonlight
and SS decided at some point Friday night that the only way they could get truly high, was
to stand on the furniture so that their heads brushed the ceiling. It seemed to work - I
think they were truly high!
SS
helped me to find a program from one of FPM's old shows at the record show, but at 75
bucks FPM passed, even though the cover DID have a nice likeness of him on the front.
When we
opened the door to my Fridge Nank's first exclamation was great, "Whoooaa.
Alright." (There were something like 24 22 ounce bottles of homemade high test in the
bottom).
The
lady at the Renaissance took down the most lengthy message from SS and me for
"whichever guy from NYC got bumped to the Hyatt last night." Everyone else
chimed in with little thoughts of what they'd like in the message. She thought a reading
from the book of revelations and a bundt cake recipe were too much, though. If we hadn't
been with a guest, she'd have had us arrested, I'm sure. But Club Level Nank was with us,
and after fifteen minutes of dealing with eight of us, we turned around and our NYC
comrade, Maxy, was right there! Ha! Who said high school typing classes never pay off! She
hit the delete key on that hard earned message like a pro, though she was visibly shaken.
Everything
is bigger in
Joey is
much taller than I expected. He must be very nimble to be able to crawl around in those
secret tunnels, saving democracy while snorting Napalm like cocaine. SS looks like he
should host a late night weekend horror movie on cable TV. Really. Other than his like of
National League baseball he's got that much going for him!
FPM
notices shit that other people don't see. I think that's why one minute he's
saying,"The Rock Hall is pretty cool - look at the neat Stu Sutcliffe display."
And then his gift turns into a curse when he finds the On The Charts display, which is
just and ad for Britney Spears and he says "See - THAT'S why I hate this place."
But I think having a record show going on made everything more better.
Marko
and Maxmeister show up bearing gifts for everyone (I hope they found the lake today!) They
both truly enjoy turning people on to the Stones. And they don't want anything in return,
they just do it to see the smiles on people's faces.
Maxy
tells his story of going to
Like I
said, it was like meeting old friends for the first time. It was a lot of fun, and I hope
we get to do it again.
Did
anybody see where I put Handsome Girls, Disk 1?
YOU,
sir, are the MAN, the SHIT, the TITS...however you wanna say it. Friday was sure fun, but
Saturday night was the heart of the
Really,
folks...he brewed milk stout that is BETTER (and not just a little better, but a
Thank
you from the bottom of my monkey heart.
I
forget how we got from Damon's back to the hotel. Did we get a cab? Walk? Chased wild
animals?
Well,
after you forced our poor waitress to rub your bald head ("you KNOW you want
to"), we stumbled out into the perfect
The
rest is a blur. A fine, fuzzy, happy blur. I remember Moonlight dancing on the couch, a
variation of the Pogo I believe...I remember Marko pronouncing the proceedings to be
"fucking mad"...I remember everyone loudly insisting on Midnight Rambler,
vintage Brussels '73, and then voting it the most perfect piece of rock & roll ever
produced...I remember 4 Nicarauguan cigars being smoked at the same time...I recall quite
a few Black & Tans... remember wondering whether or not I should open that bottle of
Jack, and then thinking "what would KEITH do?" ...I recall Maxmeister, with
bullets of sweat standing out on his greenish forehead, having the look of a man who had
already tried to stand up and had discovered that he could NOT...
...what
a weekend. Fucking
just
wanted to say thanks to 2000 Man for opening up his home to all of his Gassy Brethren .
The weather was perfect , the homemade stout was perfect , the steaks were perfect , the
bonfire .....perfect .....you all get the picture. Even 2000 Man's siblings got in the act
. His brother came to the rescue around
Around
Even
the Cabbie was a Stones Fan.......No shit !!!! He talked Stonesia with us on the ride home
and even had " Beast of Burden " blaring on the stereo when he pulled up to get
us all at 2000 Man's home . As the Cab pulled away , and everyone had left for the night ,
I looked back and saw 2000 Man sitting by himself in his backyard , drinking his last
bottle of stout , listening to " Dirty Work " booming on the stereo and having
the biggest smile on his face that I had ever seen on another human . For he was proud and
so were his Stones Brothers and Sisters.....of him .......... and ourselves for making
such a prodigious journey to the great and clean city of
I can
not exaggerate perfection . Surely Baba was with us for those three days . This is a great
omen for next year. All Agree !!!!!
"
Hit Me Ronnie "
Joey
von Cleveland.
Hey, I
don't bring out those dance moves for just any ocassion. Apparently, just the ones I have
no recollection of. Then again, I can't remember how we got back from Damon's either.
Unfortunately,
I do remember seeing your ass, SS. That moon you flashed at SDH's camera is seared in my
brain. Goddam alcohol! Where were you when I really needed you to black something out!!
C-Town And Back To Reality
By Maxmeister
After
just landing about 2 hours ago, of course my first mission was to access our beloved GASX3
Board.
I just
finished reading all the posts and I can honestly tell you there is no exaggeration.
Saying
it was a distinct honor and pleasure to meet you nine Gassers is a vast understatement.
In
regard to me not knowing when to say when, it ranks with my personal classics of all time.
After
consulting wth my wife and giving here the way too gorey details, she rates this episode
#2 on my all time list since she's known
I had
some blackout periods, but my fellow Gassers were kind enough to tell me I was having an
extremely good time. Something about sitting on the floor with a glazed look, jamming to
Brussels Rambler. I trust their judgement.
Labatts
Maximum is "fucking mad"
The
hospitality that 2000Man showed us was awesome. What a host!
Any
expectations I had of what each of my fellow Gassers would be like in "real
life" were exceeded. Truly just good people.
I only
had the pleasure of hanging with Nanker and Maxy for just a few hours[due to self
inflicted wounds] during the backyard lovefest. The group setting didn't allow us much one
on one, but I expect to make up for that next year.
SS,
Marko, SDH, Joey, FPM, and MM met me at the airport Fri. evening, we hooked with 2000Man
and the whirlwind began.
I could
continue on and on but I'd only be repeating what everyone has had a chance to say before
I could access the board.
Today,
my early flght had me leaving the room at
When I
checked out, the clerk asked what time the room would be vacated and I started laughing. I
didn't tell her about the TV somehow falling out the window into the courtyard.
Hell, I
bet they're still in the room. I'm sure they will eventually make their way to
This
Fri. evening, Marko's U.S. Tour lands in
Thanks
again my fellow Gassers for a great time. The
Rick,
C10
PS.
Larry, would you be so kind as to do me a very big favor? I'm in the market for a new or
slightly used liver. It must have low miles, all the toys, and run on premium. I will pay
top dollar.
Please
contact me at www.don'tknowwhentosaywhen@wasted.org.
Thank
you very much. Thank you very kindly.
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Scoring Tickets
By Teiz (February 24, 2004)
Back in
1994, I wasn't informed that well about when en where the tickets would go on sale. So I
was hanging out in a bar with a stones-loving friend when we heared a 'rumor' the
Stonestickets would go on sale the very next morning. So, in order to be safe, we decided
to go to a bigger city then the one we were in.
Problem
was, we were way too drunk for any cabby to take us there. Now my buddy had a car in front
of the bar, but was in no shape to drive, and neither was I, so we needed someone who
would want to come along...there was this girl who didn't have her license yet, but was
taking lessons. We decided that was good enough to hand her the wheel. So off we went.
At that
time it was four in the morning, and in front of the tourist info center - they used to
sell the tickets there in the
I woke
up four hours later because my mother was on the phone: Radio announced the tickets were
on sale and they were going like madmen. So I stumbled out of bed, called up my buddy and
we ran like there was no tomorrow to the nearest sales point we could find.
We
managed to get tickets for all three shows without having to stand in line. The place were
we bought the tickets was a 300 yards away from the bar we had hung out right before we
heared the rumor...
For the
Licks tour, I got my club gig tickets (Vredenburg) by calling the ticket sales line. I
think that is even more ridiculous a story then the previous one.
Dano
I
called in sick for work in 1997 to try and win tickets on the radio for the B2B tour. They
were looking for the 96th caller for front row seats and I was the 92nd caller. That was
the only time I ever got through on the phone for Stones tickets and it was pretty close.
I had to use the tickets that I had bought that weren't as good (20th row on the field)
but it was a nice try. Funny thing about it was that everytime I would call in sick when a
Stones tour was announced everybody in the company knew about it. The CEO of the company
came up to me and ask me what kind of seats I got and I told him average seats. I would
say to him that to bad that he wasn't a Stones fan because with his wallet and power he
could get us both great tickets. He laughed and said that he didn't have that much power
but never denied it about the money.
Stonedatbirth666
Steel
Wheels, me and my bro "aka the raindrop kid" won tickets to see the Stones
anywhere in the USA! The contest was held at the Maine mall it was called crazy for the
Stone's. First thing we did was take his car and put every song they ever released on the
car. The Stones logo on the hood, a steel wheel welded on the back, some goats head soup
on top with dry ice, glued on some fingers etc...the car looked awesome! The judges were
blown away by the sight of the Stonesmobile! The raindrop kid was not done, then he made
himself a sandwhich with salmon feast cat food and 10 live grasshoppers stuck in the
catfood. He ate it with a big smile. {sporting a Keith & the wino's shirt he got when
we seen the wino's in Boston 12-4-88 on my b-day....what a fuckin show!!!!!!!} Then he
washed down his meal with a pint of water and 10 live goldfish! It was awesome the crowd
went crazy! We both decided to see them in LA with GNR opening for them. Out of our hotel
room we could see the holywood sign it was so cool. Our seats were only 20 yards from the
stage. What a show, I was in seventh heaven it was amazing! God bless the Rolling
Stones!!!!! Peace
AllNightProwlingWolf
Between
Teiz's story and stonedatbirth666 stories. Both were great.
The
only crazy,stupid and weird thing I did was back in 1989. I left SF in May of 1989, to end
a relationship. I rented my sisters apartment in Philly for the summer, it was something
like 100.00 a month. I got a shitty job at Tower Records on South Street. We got given a
bunch of Stones tickets. We were suppoesed to pay for them, I thought the were free at the
time. We were given them up front, kinda a scam. It turned out the Philly show became the
first show of the tour. They cancelled a show in Buffallo or Boston (not sure). This was
the infamous show were the power went out during Shattered, which was dropped from the
setlist. So the next day, I get a call from a friend informing me I owe money for the
tickets. I never had money back then. I was pretty much never sober and always broke. This
was a great summer, but that's another story. So now I have a problem, O owe money I don't
have. I get a hold of some friends in Jersey and convince them I can help them make alot
of money in Philly that night. These friends had connections with dead heads who sold lots
of LSD. They had a few sheets and were not selling well. They came up to Philly and we
went down to The Vet. I proceeded to sell their wares for 5 bux a pop. This was good stuff
too. I had done some a week or so earlier (flashback moment), I'm ok now.
We made
a ton of money that night, they paid me very generously. For some reason we never went in
the show. I can't remember why. I don't think we tried, regretable moment now. We smoked
weed and drank and hung out all night. After the show many of our customers greeted us on
return. It's hard to describe...They were very happy and very, very high. I remember one
guy was so out there he just babbled and gurgled, his friend translated, he was having the
best night of his life.
Keno
I can
think of a few things, like years ago sleeping outside overnight on line, which wasn't any
big deal back then, I've done that for other bands too (today it would be weird, with
online ticket buying, etc.). Then there was the bribing/giving drugs to a security guard
at MSG back in '73, since we didn't have tickets, but I told that story here already (see
the archives from the old board for that story). One story I'm not sure if I've told, and
is a bit crazy, happened back in '78, when the Stones were gonna be on Saturday Nite Live.
On that day, me and the wife had just entered Canada via Detroit, and were heading for
Montreal to spend a couple of days. From what I can recall, it was about a day's drive
from Detroit. As it was we had a hard time getting across the border, as they checked
every inch of the car. Guess they figured we had drugs since I was a longhair (of course
we did, but just for our own personal use, and well hidden). So I'm driving along
wondering how to convert KPH from MPH, since I didn't want to get stopped for speeding,
since all the speed limit signs were in metric. So when we were more than half way there
(somewhere in Canada), I find a US rock radio station and they start to talk about the
fact the Stones are on SNL tonight. Since we had been camping out for like a week, we
didn't have a clue the Stones were gonna be on. Going to Montreal was my idea, the wife
didn't want to go anywhere they didn't speak english, and my french was/is real bad. So
the first thing out of my mouth was: "Do they even get American TV there, and if so,
do they show SNL there, and would we even get there before the show was on??." So the
wife said "lets turn around". We could not turn around, we were heading to NY
after Montreal anyway, so I suggested we split Canada and head to Buffalo, which we did.
Of course, we again had the car gone over very fine at the US border, and I was getting
pissed since it was getting late. But we got into Buffalo, and all the hotel rooms seemed
to be full. We finally found a place outside of town and had about an hour to spare for
the show. I remember the wife commenting while we watched, that Mick was losing his voice
(he was sick that nite and was the worst I've ever heard him sing), but we didn't care, we
got to see the Boys! I now look back on that day, and think about the fact that people
flee countries because of wars, or political reasons, etc., but we fled a foreign country
for the sole reason to see the Stones on TV!
Telecaster
1. For
the '78 tour they used to sell tickets at departments stores. We slept outside of Sears.
2.
Bribed a security guard at Soldier Field for B2B.
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NYC in
a couple hundred words
By Pdog
I went
w/o sleep for 33 hours...
The
small summit was a multi board type get together. People from The Couch, RO and GGG MB! We
went and visited The shidoobees...
Hooked
up with Al early on Tuesday. NYC was hot, it was 90 degrees and humid, rough on my tired
and soul. SF has spoiled me. I'm used to temps between 60 and 80, anything outside that
and i'm all fucked up. Al went with me to see a friend who moved from SF a few years ago
to persue law school. It was great seeing him, we talked and ate. It was a quick lunch at
a diner, it took us a while to get it together...LOL!
A funny
story about Payphone Al. We put his backpack in my room to keep it safe. After we had
lunch he suggested, and I willingly took the advice, that I should try for an hour nap.
Now he had two cell phone with him. About 30 minutes after he left me to try to crash my
phone rings in the room. It's Scope, Sir Stonesalot and the internets top poster Maxlugar,
their down in the bar in my hotel. So I run down to see them. I use Maxlugars phone to
call Al and let him know where we are. Now, Al has two phones, so the one I call, w/o
knowing, is in his back pack in my room...
So I
really only called my room....
He
wound up getting security and going up to my room. He thought I was dead asleep... It all
worked out in the end. He found us!
I met
the coolest people in the world and we hung HARD!
SS, is
great. Drove all the way from mid state PA. Next to my pulling an all nighter and a half
from calif. this guy was a close second on the endurance scale. He was one of the first in
nYC and the last one I said goodnight too.
Met the
famous/infamous Blue aka: Glencar. Who not only made it to NYC, but was just at the famous
Chicago summit, with She Rat, Boomhauer and Starbuck among the privilaged few. This guy is
the man! Agent Provactuer, I hope I remember to hug him before we parted ways!
I'm
still foggy on the details. I'll tell you this... The folks were top shelf. I felt like
I'd known them forever after only a few minutes.
NYC was
electric. It had been about 15 years since I was last hanging out there. It was crowded
and hot and everywhere there were beautiful women.
Before
i forget, my heart was filled with so much joy hearing all the East Coast accents... Being
from Jersey, it really made my heart warm and feel full. It just felt like home! I felt so
safe and like i was with old friends and was safe. Luxury said I was like a little 16 year
old... This crew knew how to party, and with style and w/o any pretentions. It was
prefect!
Saw
Stonesdoug and The Shidoobees at Walters. It was way too hot in there... We hung a few
minutes and went to the show. Which getting in by 9PM, which we thought was perfect, wound
up waiting until 10 PM for The Stones. We managed to avoid Canadas shortcoming, which was
important!
Right
before the show Al came over from his seat to mine. He's good, I don't konw how he did it!
He read me the setlist off Charlies drums, he had binoculars. Shit we were only about 40
feet from his kit. Seems Keith was supposed to play Shattered on the b-stage, not
Satisfaction! LOL! You could tell something was off!
I can't
review the show very well. It was an experience I absorbed, but I'm still dealing with the
lack of sleep. I'm a little spacey. It was awesome.
I
really dug The Marley cover... PIB was awesome... All Down The Line was unreal... It was
so tight, fast and just fucking good. BOMH seemed to be pretty long, the way I want to
hear it on the record, more jamming ect.. Really dug it, but it's not my favorite on the
record.
Would i
do this again? Hell yeah. This was the best $1,000 I could've ever spent... Worth every
penny and all the lost sleep.
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Strollin’
on the Boulevards of
by Bart
Wow!
Man man, what a night in Paris!
I
traveled with 2 friends to Paris by bus. We got a bus ticket including a ticket to the
show for 150 euro so that was a good option. The trip to and from Paris wasn't that nice,
but hell, after the concert I didn't give a damn. We arrived at the stadium about 2,30 in
the afternoon and then travelled to Gare du Nord in about 20 minutes (15 min walk from
stadium to metro). We from Gare du Nord travelled to Pere-lachaise, the cemetry where Jim
Morisson is burried. I saw the grave before but my friends didn't, and still it was good
to see it again, so it turned out to be a real musiclegends day:) I've been to Paris many
times, but one friends had never been there. I showed him around a bit but we then decided
to lay in the grass near the Champs Elysee so we would still have enough energy for the
concert. We arrived back at the Stade de France at about 8 and the temperature turned out
perfect. It was a beautiful summer night. We sat down on the pitch about 15 meters from
the b-stage where there was a nice space. During the concert we moved a bit closer till
about 10 meters from the b-stage.
Razorlight
played till over 8 and I allready thought it would the Stones take longer to go on stage
then at 9 o'clock. And they did. But it helped to build the tention. The wave went round
and I wanted the Stones to get on the damn stage! We waited and waited and then at 9.25 a
great JJF was kicked off! Great. Just like in Cologne a perfect opener. IORR afterwards
worked well indeed, but didn't yet show the magic that was about to come, just like with
On No Not You Again.
Luckly
they played She's So Cold which was perfect! Ronnie was sharper and seemed happier then in
Cologne and Keith was sharp as hell. Mick was on fire, from minute one btw!
The
crowd was a bit tame during SSC, but I wasn't. Mick did so well on the song. BUT SHE'S SO
CO CO COLD!
And
then..SOL came. I've always defended the song when it was bashed by some people..;) and I
liked the live version in Cologne, but it was not that special live. How did that chance
in Paris! Mick must have had some love trouble at the moment, because he went crazy during
the song. Towards the end he was playing and singing like a mad man. FANTASTIC! Also the
rest did well, so If they keep that up the song works perfect live.
Now I
knew they didn't play an 'extra' song before TD so I was allready hoping for MR. I've
never seen it live but I always fucking digd it on live boots and dvds. And then I heared
Charlie's drumming. Just like on the other live MR beginnings. Mick got his harp and
then..bang! Mick went nuts, Charlie was drumming ever so well and Keef and Ronnie where on
fire. Ronnie was much more at eas then in Cologne it seamed and was full of convidence.
Keith is amazing, still playing like that. I jumped and danced like I was crazy during the
whole song and must be the best song I've ever seen live. The crowd went also mad. The
crowd was more enthusiastic then Cologne, to make a comparisment. I still can't get over
the fact how well they played and what a kick ass song it was.
After
the band intro's Keith got a hell of an applause and he sure did enjoy and appreciate it.
He stood there just smiling, then came to his sences again and said: On with the show.
lol. He also said it was a special day since it was Micks birthday. Maby I didn't hear it
well and he said something like it WAS his bday two days ago. But anyway, this place is
empty came wich was nice.
Then
Before tmm Run was stunning. Great version and no mistakes during the song.
On
Honky Tonk Women I was hoping Mick would chance the lyrics to 'Strolling on the boulevards
of Paris' etc. again but he didn't. But still a banging version.
You
Can't Always Get What You Want was a great sing-a-long and Satisfaction topped the night
with Mick running all over the stage, and also Ronnie and Keith where all over the place.
Charlie seemed to enjoy himself allot.
The
Cologne show was great to and I had a terrific view near the b-stage and a great, but this
show did kick more ass musicly. It was simply perfect. I still can't believe they still
can play so perfect, cd-quility, and also still so LIVE and amazing. And the setlist was
great to. I think on this tour when you see the setlist you think 'mwah', but you just
have to be there and then see the stones are still magic.
A
PERFECT NIGHT IN PARIS!
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Keith
gave me the Finger
by StonesAddict (
I went
to see Keith & the Winos during the Main Offender tour. We had 3rd row, center seats
and were so close to Keith that I could smell his cigarette. Anyways, everybody was all
yelling and screaming "Keith, Keith!" trying to get the man's attention (I have
to admit to being one of those screaming sissies) when it hit me that if I was actually
going to get Keef's attention, then I was going to have to do something different. I stand
about 6'4" so when I jumped up as high as I could with both middle fingers in the
air, he saw me. Keith friggin' Richards saw ME and laughed and gave me the finger right
back... That is my claim to fame.
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Keith Richards Shows Up
by Lord Voodoo (
The title is true. So I was at an
Opening Party for Minas' New York Exhibition at George Jenson on
Here's my part of the story. See
I knew he was going to be there before I went, so I had been trying to think of what I
would say to him or ask him if I got the opportunity. I decided to ask if he was going to
do another solo album or tour. So after he had kind of settled in, I went over and said
something like, "Hello, its great to meet you, can I ask you a question?" He
said something like sure go ahead. So I chit-chatted about the party and how great it was
to see him there, and he said "What's your fucking question?" (not in a rude
way) We all (me keith and Minas) had a laugh and I asked him if he was going to do another
solo album or tour. He said "That's a very good question!" And we all laughed
and he moved on. That was it. He was very cool, and it was nice of him to even entertain a
music question at a party like this. Maybe I shouldn't have asked but it was something I
wanted to know. Anyway, I talked to Minas later in the night for a while (after Keith had
left). It turns out that they are very good friends. Anyway, here's a tidbit for you,
Minas made the slide that Keith currently uses (not that he uses it all that often). From
the value of the jewelry and other things there, I would imagine that Keith’s slide
is worth about $20 grand! Minas also makes some of Keith's jewelry. Maybe the stuff in his
hair?
For all of you obsessive people,
(and I say this so I don't end up answering the same question a million times again) he
was wearing black leather pants and black beat up boots. A turquoise shirt and a black jacket. And yes, he was out in
full jewelry in hair! He also had some silk scarf on, but I can't remember what color it
was, white or red. Maybe that was someone else though and he wasn't wearing a scarf. He
looked good. He looks old though, but he doesn't look too old. He did not have any
cigarettes while he was there and he was drinking white wine.
That's about it. Those are things
I noticed, and he was there for about an hour, maybe an hour and a half. It was a great
party! That's my Keith story!
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Comical Stones Show
Memories
by Travellin’ Man
(May 2012)
A traffic jam had overtaken the Eastbound lane of I-64 near Charlottesville before the Stones show in 2005. Traffic had been standing still for 10 minutes or more at a time and when the lanes WERE moving, cars would only move up about a hundred feet, just to sit in place for another ten minutes or longer. The drive up from Roanoke was 2 hours and plenty of sodas and some liquor had been consumed by my friends and I. We all "had to go" badly and "This damn traffic jam!". My friend Paul, seeing the traffic pattern which had developed, took his chances and jumped out of the car from the backseat for the wooded hills roadside. (Our car had once again come to a stand still.) Paul is up there behind a tree in broad daylight and I could not help but admire his courage, and envy his obvious relief. I make my move. Out the passenger door and up the twelve foot hill into the woods.
I'm still in "midstream" when I notice the cars are moving down below. "Oh Shit!!!". After I finally zip up and stumble down the wet hillside I try to calm myself with the reminder that the traffic is likely to stop again very soon.
It was not to be.
So I'm running on the shoulder of Interstate 64 trying in vain to catch up to my friend Sherry's Nova, ten car lengths ahead. I can only keep pace with the moving traffic - the traffic jam has ended! A second car of friends, trailing several cars behind Sherry and Paul, is now beside me as I run. They are laughing and motioning for me to "dive into" their vehicle. I am too winded to explain that I had put my ticket in the glove box of Sherry's Nova ahead for "safe keeping".
"Why in the fuck didn't I keep my STONES TICKET in my wallet!!!!! Why did I put it in that damn glove box!!!!"
I manage to shake my head, "No". I'm not jumping in your car! I am sweating from running a half mile in the humidity and all I can think about is "MY TICKET IS IN THAT CAR! I HAVE TO CATCH THAT CAR!"
Finally at the Charlottesville exit ramp, thanks to a street light, I am able to catch up and climb into my friend's car.
I grabbed the ticket out of the glove box and stuffed it in my wallet. We all had a good laugh about it in the car.
Midway through the show the Stones stop playing for an hour due to a bomb threat. It's a show with some uncommon memories.
I got my exercise that day and I had to "earn" the right to see the Stones that night!
* At Madison Square Garden I met a bunch of cool Gassers for the first time. Lots of beer and partying before the show including some smoke, thanks to Payphone Al. It's time during the show for Keith to play his two songs and Gasser 'Keefer' taps me on the shoulder and says, "Come with me." I'm not sure what he is up to but I follow my new friend down, down, down, the steps of MSG. He shows me a piece of paper with a photocopy of a ticket on it. Hands it to me and says we are going down to the B stage for the Stones. He says something about it's a copy of his friends ticket who is already down there. The smoke in me is saying, "This will NEVER work with security down there! I've came all the way from Virginia and they are going to kick me out of the place and I'll miss the rest of the show!" But Man! I was hoping I was wrong.
I'm holding a photocopy of a ticket. (Something I had never even heard of before.) and we are getting closer to the ticket checkers on the floor of MSG. I start sweating. I was certain security was going to say, "Get the hell out of here with that thing! Who the hell are you trying to fool?!!! Get out of the building!"
But sure enough our sly Keefer (Now the Mick frontman for The Glimmer Twins), had it down. I had a blast watching the Stones twenty feet away down there!
Later during that show I was "lost" from our party but still having a great time with some other Stones fans. I had the extra beautiful buzz and was leading a sing along of YCAGWYW in a long row somewhere in MSG. I saw a pretty lady behind me and said, Kiss me! I'm from Virginia. I put on an act of devastation when she smilingly refused. My head hung down looking at the floor. I sat down. Several minutes later I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and she got me in a lip lock. It was hilarious how she went about it.
What a night that one was!
*One more - Gasser Rough Justice and I had 3rd row B stage seats for an Atlantic City Stones show. Great seats for those 3 songs! She and I had been on "empty" for awhile and with Keith beginning the first of his two numbers I thought I would be a great guy and go fetch Robin a beer to drink during the BIG PART of the show for us. I head up the stairs to the concession area. The regular lines for cheaper Bud etc are LLLLLong. I notice the line for Heineys is a third less long because of the higher price. "Time is of the essence!!!!" I go for the Heiney line. With about 15 people ahead of me I figure I'll get to see the better part of Keith's second song.
WRONG!!!!
The old man at the Heiney tap looked to be about 80 years old and moved like he was closer to 180 years old! Keith's set was soon over and there were still 5 people in front of me. The old guy was in his own world and in no fucking hurry whatssoever! I mean somebody needed to check this guy for a pulse! "Are they trying to sell beer or manufacture heart attacks?!!!"
'Under My Thumb' is being performed. The stage is heading for the B stage and I"M NOT THERE!!!"
"Come on old fella! PLLLLLLLLEASE!!! Hurry!!!!!!"
UMT ends and I finally get to place my order.
'She's So Cold' begins and I am in a complete panic mode as I two fist cups of Heiney and run down the steps to the floor! "I AM MISSING IT!!!"
The rows between seats in the B stage area have disappeared!!! Oh shit! A sea of Stones fans having taken their place! Now what?!!!
"Never Give Up! Never!"
As 'She's So Cold' is being performed I make myself small sideways, beers above my head, Bodies slam into mine. I'm yelling to every angry eyes watching me "sneak" upfront to the stage, "I'm row THREE!!! Row Three!!! Seriously!
Of course no one can hear me. The Rolling Stones are playing loud and proud! A big guy intentional bumps me as I slide by him. Beer spills. I give him a look that would kill. I'm row THREE!!! I slide down the third row nest to Robin. Hand her three quarters of a beer. Enjoy the final minute of 'She's So Cold'. My pulse still racing.
'Start Me Up', begins! Mick Jagger is at one point four feet away from us. I look at Robin with her beer in hand, enjoying The Stones. She is smiling from ear to ear. A beautiful sight.
It was worth the trouble. But I hate that old man! lol.
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