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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
That's really close to my experience in Cleveland '78, except add bikers who were playing with knives amongst each other. Then when the Stones came on and the crowd surged forward I had to force my way out of the crowd. My date was a petite Japanese girl and the crowd had closed over her and she couldn't breathe. It was scary.
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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
That's really close to my experience in Cleveland '78, except add bikers who were playing with knives amongst each other. Then when the Stones came on and the crowd surged forward I had to force my way out of the crowd. My date was a petite Japanese girl and the crowd had closed over her and she couldn't breathe. It was scary.
This is very very odd, LOL. Because we rode down to Philly (from NYC where we live) with a bunch of bikers on a bus. then my girlfriend too, got sick and couldn't breathe. I was just getting ready to sacrifice all our hard time down there, and wrestle our way out to get her some breathing room, when the Stones came on. That is what I meant "everything evaporated". The second they came on, it was all alright.
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also - it's funny - i was about her age at this time and saw my first show 6/22 in nyc- it was sort of a glamorous night - the garden was all sparkling and festive - I remember the AC being CRANKED in there - real warm and muggy outside - strangely crisp and cool inside - like royalty was expected.
Little did I know how Cleveland had been just a week before.
what a contrast - no opening acts - startling neon pinks, reds and purples illuminating that elegant stage - almost like a broadway show - a 180 from Cleveland - but taken together - that was TOTA
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"I noticed that each Stone was doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing, and exactly what I had always seen him doing, only now there wasn’t a TV screen between us. It was weird how a flash of green, meaning Mick, or a flash of white, meaning Keith, or a flash of red, meaning Ronnie Wood, could make that whole miserable afternoon of waiting worthwhile."
What an amazing line.
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also - it's funny - i was about her age at this time and saw my first show 6/22 in nyc- it was sort of a glamorous night - the garden was all sparkling and festive - I remember the AC being CRANKED in there - real warm and muggy outside - strangely crisp and cool inside - like royalty was expected.
Little did I know how Cleveland had been just a week before.
what a contrast - no opening acts - startling neon pinks, reds and purples illuminating that elegant stage - almost like a broadway show - a 180 from Cleveland - but taken together - that was TOTA
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hbwriter
also - it's funny - i was about her age at this time and saw my first show 6/22 in nyc- it was sort of a glamorous night - the garden was all sparkling and festive - I remember the AC being CRANKED in there - real warm and muggy outside - strangely crisp and cool inside - like royalty was expected.
Little did I know how Cleveland had been just a week before.
what a contrast - no opening acts - startling neon pinks, reds and purples illuminating that elegant stage - almost like a broadway show - a 180 from Cleveland - but taken together - that was TOTA
Mine was the same, except it was the LA Forum. It was over 100 that day, July 10,
and back then the LA smog was awful. Plus, I had to do 2 paper routes that afternoon. Indeed, I remember the AC being cranked up in the Forum.
The other thing I remember is getting a tiny peak at the lotus stage from the outside of the arena, you know where you buy drinks, popcorn, where the bathrooms are located. Then when we got to our seats and took it all in, the stage, the Chinese decorations hanging from the ceiling, it was kinda like looking at your Christmas presents: What is that stage? I wonder what's gonna happen.
Anytime I walk into a stadium or arena now, my mind always goes back to that night when I was 12 years old.
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also - it's funny - i was about her age at this time and saw my first show 6/22 in nyc- it was sort of a glamorous night - the garden was all sparkling and festive - I remember the AC being CRANKED in there - real warm and muggy outside - strangely crisp and cool inside - like royalty was expected.
Little did I know how Cleveland had been just a week before.
what a contrast - no opening acts - startling neon pinks, reds and purples illuminating that elegant stage - almost like a broadway show - a 180 from Cleveland - but taken together - that was TOTA
Mine was the same, except it was the LA Forum. It was over 100 that day, July 10,
and back then the LA smog was awful. Plus, I had to do 2 paper routes that afternoon. Indeed, I remember the AC being cranked up in the Forum.
The other thing I remember is getting a tiny peak at the lotus stage from the outside of the arena, you know where you buy drinks, popcorn, where the bathrooms are located. Then when we got to our seats and took it all in, the stage, the Chinese decorations hanging from the ceiling, it was kinda like looking at your Christmas presents: What is that stage? I wonder what's gonna happen.
Anytime I walk into a stadium or arena now, my mind always goes back to that night when I was 12 years old.
Wow, you saw the Stones when you were 12...that is so cool. My mom put my friend's and my hair up in dog-ear ponytails and we looked like we were 12. Does that count? : )
Karla
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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
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organicjoe
Woody did you see at the close when one of the fireworks went into the crowd
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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
Jesus...the title of that photo should read TEENAGE WASTELAND. Classic mid-70's rock concert mob. Wish I could go back there again...
Palace Revolution 2000, seems like you and I were side by side in Philly that June in 1978. I also drove down from NYC and was one of the many thousands who was there the day before and found the parking lot to be one big open-air Stones bash. A thrill. I was one of the first guys on that field that morning...ran like the wind down the steps of that decrepit JFK stadium as the doors opened and hit the grass field flying...you were were probably right next to me...and you perfectly describe it, "the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible...". Running across that field was utterly exhilarating after spending the last hours on the concrete and dirt fields outside the stadium...I saw nothing but open field and a stage in front of me...it was as if I was completely alone for a brief instant and I was the first person to get to the stage and we probably set up right next to each other in the front...a few moments later a sea of humanity appeared next to us and swallowed us whole...to be young and happy and front of stage at a Stones concert in the 70's was as close to heaven as you could get...
...and thankyou Sway Stones for a classic photo!
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Palace Revolution 2000
Don't know about that particular show, but it looks much like my first Stones show '78 in Philly. After the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible, this is how we spent the next 10- 12 hours. At first it's all about 'rock'n roll community spirit'; "ah, thanks for the joint, man - here, try a hit of my stuff..", then it turns into "quit standing so close", and "don't breathe my air!"
It was incredible though: everything evaporated the minute the Stones came on; nothing else mattered.
Jesus...the title of that photo should read TEENAGE WASTELAND. Classic mid-70's rock concert mob. Wish I could go back there again...
Palace Revolution 2000, seems like you and I were side by side in Philly that June in 1978. I also drove down from NYC and was one of the many thousands who was there the day before and found the parking lot to be one big open-air Stones bash. A thrill. I was one of the first guys on that field that morning...ran like the wind down the steps of that decrepit JFK stadium as the doors opened and hit the grass field flying...you were were probably right next to me...and you perfectly describe it, "the first ecstatic sprint across the empty field, and setting up as close to the stage as possible...". Running across that field was utterly exhilarating after spending the last hours on the concrete and dirt fields outside the stadium...I saw nothing but open field and a stage in front of me...it was as if I was completely alone for a brief instant and I was the first person to get to the stage and we probably set up right next to each other in the front...a few moments later a sea of humanity appeared next to us and swallowed us whole...to be young and happy and front of stage at a Stones concert in the 70's was as close to heaven as you could get...
...and thankyou Sway Stones for a classic photo!