Iron Maiden 1984
Metallica 1986
ozzy 1986
nin 1991, 1994, 1995
Janes Addiction 1991 (Twice)
The Cult 2001
Slayer 2004
Sabbath 2003
Stabbing Westward 1994
Rush 1984, 1996
The Police 2007
more to come.
Iron Maiden 1984
The Police 2007
dude… how was that police show? how much did you spring for the tickets? (if you don’t mind me asking)
i saw maden when Twisted Sister opened for them. i think that was 85. not sure.
I’d like to know if anyone here saw Maiden during the Somewhere In Time Tour in '87. That’s my personal favorite album of theirs, but I’ve never seen them live.
I also saw The Police this year, coughed up $125 for two of the worst seats in history. Upper level of US Airways Center, BEHIND THE FREAKING STAGE. The video screen was up for about half the show, otherwise, we were staring at their backs and lighting fixtures. I was pissed that the arena even tried selling that whole back end of the arena. I just bought what I could get on TicketBastard the day they went on sale.
The concert itself was good. A few of the arrangements were odd (“Don’t Stand So Close To Me” was pretty horrible), but the band was tight, and the song selection was good (a few obscurities thrown in). This concert would rank higher if I had better seats.
1002
Ah, the infamous RevCo 1990 Tour. Nice. We were scammed out our show in Phoenix. Criminal promoter. Anyway, seeing that you went to the St. Andrews gig, I had to crack open the 'ol Tour Diary and see what went down that night. I swear, best music article ever…
"St. Andrews Hall in Detroit looks like a Catholic Youth Organization dining hall. Fill it full of RevCo ravers and it turns out to be one of the tour’s more rabid nights. I am beginning to see the social significance of Kiss’ “Detroit Rock City.”
Today’s highlights include some little geek in a beret asking Al at a restaurant to “go really crazy tonight, maaan!,” along with two teens who swarmed on Al with instamatics poised while gushing a hole to the ozone layer. Caroline, the band’s merchandiser invites the girls to “suck his dick,” so all of you politically correct folks should call her sexist.
Detroit is nuts. Besides some psycho with two-inch spikes on his leather jacket (later tossed out by the base of his Exploited butt plug) there’s another guy in the balcony throwing cat’s eye marbles, one of which had the name “Michael Balch” on it. Some interesting dancers, as well; a knockout pro named Leslie Gala, and two of my favorites, Colleen M. and Lisa L., who could make serious bucks doing photo sessions for ladies foundations in Sears catalogs. Their onstage gyrations will be the only good memory I will keep whenever I hear the Cocks’ most substandard cut, “Something Wonderful.” Such cruelty to black lace supportive undergarments.
In addition to these young women, somebody has convinced there undernourished male bonebags to strut their stuff wearing only a sock and a smile à la Red Hot Chili Peppers. Hey, nobody is holding a gun to these peoples’ heads to do this stuff, and nobody’s forcing me to laugh at it.
Along with Balch’s pleading with Gala (“Come to Cleveland, we’ll be happy forever.”), the gals hanging all over Chris, Al’s getting caught in a saliva downpour, and Barker doing some uncharacteristic stage dives, a real nice fight transpires between a hall security fascist and an angry punk. The punk is so steamed that when Detroit police try to intervene, he vaults over their heads and pops the security guy. I should have gotten his name for a complementary subscription.
Two hours later, the crew is en route to Cleveland while the rest of us wait for Al’s friend Steve to “fill a prescription.” (Steve will follow us for the entire tour chauffeuring, gofering and even playing onstage a couple times.) While we wait for departure in front of the hall, our driver Wes suddenly yells, “ALL RIGHT!”
The last people to leave the place are the socked ones. It seems that one of them kicked back too much to drink, and coupled with his diabetes, it wasn’t letting him go anywhere without a triple insulin burger. The other two guys are carrying him out in a messianic position while they bitch to each other about letting him drink so much in the car before the show.
I feel bad for the kid. Wes, on the other hand, leads the crowd of after-show stragglers in a chant of “PAR-TY GOD! PAR-TY GOD!” All this, and the gig wasn’t bad, either. We get into the van and drive off. Wes makes several wrong turns and politely deadpans, “Well, see ya later Detroit. You stinking sack of fucking shit.”
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Iron Maiden 1984
The Police 2007
dude… how was that police show? how much did you spring for the tickets? (if you don’t mind me asking)
i saw maden when Twisted Sister opened for them. i think that was 85. not sure. [/reply]
[size 3][font “Times New Roman”]Love Maiden…I think Accept opened up & when they played the Ancient Mariner…Golden! The Police were great. I saw them first at Shea Stadium in 1983 (my first concert). As 1002 stated, they were tight & played a greatest hits plus set. I had decent seats and paid $100 a ticket… His son opened up…sorta like the bravery….was pretty good fluff. I highly suggest if they come back around go see them. [/font][/size]