This is sooooo good! I´m really jealous of those of you that attended these great shows during 1990 tour. I was only 10 years old at the time and i´m still angry that my parents didn´t brought me to a show back then. Well, i had to wait untill 98.

Please share your memories (and pictures) about Urban Jungle Tour back in the summer of 1990. In my book this is the best ever version of JJF, it was something very special with the band when Bill still played with them. This is Keith at his very best and i will play this over and over again for the rest of my life!

My first ever show, Hannover, May23rd, 1990. Watch the bang
and Start Me Up from 1:15 onwards. Great crowd.

As an American I remember FOX over here showed a special of the Urban Jungle Tour. I haven't compared it to the '89 Steel Wheels Tour here, but I would assume their chops were much sharper by '90, having been out on the road. Much like No Security was so good because they'd been touring since '97 at that point. Might be a good place to dig deep for their next download.

The guitar sound in Europe wasn´t that distorted as in the US (which I regret).

My first concert was Frankfurt May 26th 1990. I am looking forward to videos and photos from that tour. They all played very well on that tour, even if they were insecure at times.

My girlfriend and I were in the UK , with tix to see the show, having seen 3 Steel Wheels show's it was going to be great to see the Urban Jungle show , but Kieth hurt his thumb and they re-scheduled ,and used the Steel Wheels stage! What can you do? Anyway it was a great show!

"I´m really jealous of those of you that attended these great shows during 1990 tour. I was only 10 years old at the time"

Imho you fantasize about what you missed as it was a sterile computerized era. RE the 1989-90 tour all you need is Atlantic City, getting more shows is a perversion.

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"I´m really jealous of those of you that attended these great shows during 1990 tour. I was only 10 years old at the time"

Imho you fantasize about what you missed as it was a sterile computerized era. RE the 1989-90 tour all you need is Atlantic City, getting more shows is a perversion.

Que?

I don´t agree with you about that since there are many shows that is better than Atlantic City and well worth having from that era. What i love about 90 is the sound they had, as i wrote, it was something very special when Bill was still there.

I have every show from 90 (and most of the ones from 89) except Lisbon which is not in circulation.

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This is sooooo good! I´m really jealous of those of you that attended these great shows during 1990 tour. I was only 10 years old at the time and i´m still angry that my parents didn´t brought me to a show back then. Well, i had to wait untill 98.

Please share your memories (and pictures) about Urban Jungle Tour back in the summer of 1990. In my book this is the best ever version of JJF, it was something very special with the band when Bill still played with them. This is Keith at his very best and i will play this over and over again for the rest of my life!

Yes, I was 13 at the time and wanted to go so badly to see them in Cologne but couldn't. My first was in 1995 in Montpellier instead but I still think the Urban Jungle tour must have been better than Voodoo Lounge. Loved the Not Fade Away Intro for Voodoo Lounge though!

As much as you envy those who went in 1990,
I envy those who went in 81/82. Best tour ever.

Thanks for your input, any more pictures, videos etc. Please continue to tell your stories from the summer of 1990.

Hehe, i was 11 at the time and My patents took me, 4th of August, eriksbergsvarvet. Wonderful.



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The "Urban Jungle" show in Vienna on July 31, 1990 not only was my first Stones show, but also the first big outdoor/stadium rock concert I ever attended. I still have great and vivid memories of it. Totally awesome!

The guitar sound was a lot thinner on the UJ tour than the SW tour, at least in that one of SMU. How strange. Keith's tone is very thin and planky.



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As much as you envy those who went in 1990,
I envy those who went in 81/82. Best tour ever.

I went to the 82 and 90 tours and envy those who saw the '73 tour (e.g. my parents...).

On the other hand, I envy JumpinJeppeFlash for being 16 years younger than me.

On the other other hand, I don't envy my parents for being older than me.

Life can be a bit complicated sometimes.

First show in Rotterdam sat in a VIP area, the next night front of stage. Met Peter Kelebaum Cunningham.
Being guided to my seat at Parc Du Prince, second night sat at the back.
First London - cheering during 'Sigh' as there'd been a goal scored in the world cup.
Second/Third London, best two stadium shows ever.
Cardiff - just over the bridge and went home.
London - arrived spent the night in London, came home Saturday lunchtime after the second show was confirmed as off.
Cardiff - back on.
Suppose to go to work on Tuesday morning told the boss see you next week. Stayed at the Midnight Ramblers (Dave Ramsden) house in Huddersfield.
Newcastle. After show in a 24 cafe, Spike from the Quireboys was there.
Manchester, all UK shows I attended were of a high standard. Factory Girl.
Gelsenkirchen. Fun show
Londons. Bill on Matt Cliffords shoulders. His alst shows, perhaps the last shows ever.....who knew?

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First show in Rotterdam sat in a VIP area, the next night front of stage. Met Peter Kelebaum Cunningham.
Being guided to my seat at Parc Du Prince, second night sat at the back.
First London - cheering during 'Sigh' as there'd been a goal scored in the world cup.
Second/Third London, best two stadium shows ever.
Cardiff - just over the bridge and went home.
London - arrived spent the night in London, came home Saturday lunchtime after the second show was confirmed as off.
Cardiff - back on.
Suppose to go to work on Tuesday morning told the boss see you next week. Stayed at the Midnight Ramblers (Dave Ramsden) house in Huddersfield.
Newcastle. After show in a 24 cafe, Spike from the Quireboys was there.
Manchester, all UK shows I attended were of a high standard. Factory Girl.
Gelsenkirchen. Fun show
Londons. Bill on Matt Cliffords shoulders. His alst shows, perhaps the last shows ever.....who knew?

Wow! Fantastic that you attended that many shows!



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14 if memory serves and 1 in New York 1989.

I had paid to go to Sweden for Eriksberg, Gothenberg but the travel company went bankrupt so i lost my money. Strangely on Licks i had every thing arranged for Stockholm and then British airways went on strike so I lost that one too.

I saw them leave the Hilton Hotel in Rotterdam on their first night. Mick, Keith and Ronnie in one bus, Charlie en Bill in another. There were only 15-20 people. If only I had asked for their autographs back than. Tickets were still things to keep. No printed pdf files. I was on the front cover of the local newspaper and had tickets! They were sold out so quickly. I was only 17! Remember it like it was yesterday and I bought the bootleg at the time. Mick asked Ronnie if he needed an introduction just before he was introduced!

Taken by me with a cheap pocket cam,
East Berlin, Aug. 13th, 1990:





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May 30 Cologne. My first Stonesshow ever. I was overwhelmed. I only went because I wanted to see the Stones at least one time before they retired
I got addicted that very day. Saw them 52 times after that first show. Last time was the last show at the O2. Sure hope it wasn't the last time.

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Keep On Rolling

Many thanks for the picture TooTough!

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14 if memory serves and 1 in New York 1989.

I had paid to go to Sweden for Eriksberg, Gothenberg but the travel company went bankrupt so i lost my money. Strangely on Licks i had every thing arranged for Stockholm and then British airways went on strike so I lost that one too.

Too bad...anyway, here´s some pics from Eriksberg, Gothenburg:
[www.stonesvikings.com]

BTW, a jeans company, ROCKY, provided all extra personell with denim jackets in different colors depending on what area they were working in, there was one color for stage security, one for the entrances etc. All with the UJ dog printed on the back. I collect them, and have today a green, yellow and black one. I know white and wine red also exists, anyway, I´m always on the hunt for more of these.
I saw both shows, and me and the singer in my band, standing absulutely in FOS got a guitar pick each, I was envious of him, he got Keiths, and I got Micks..
Another funny thing wwas I shouted out for C*cksucker Blues between songs, and Mick muttered "Yeah, why don´t you come up here and sing it..." Great memories!

Vilhelm
Nordic Stones Vikings

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Taken by me with a cheap pocket cam,
East Berlin, Aug. 13th, 1990:

Awesome pic, TooTough. Man, that opening was something...even today, I still get goosebumps watching videos of it!

When I've seen them in Paris I went with my new camera that I've bought just a month before. Not so easy to hide , it was a Nikon F-801 and I'd brought with it my 70-210mm f 4-5.6 mm such a big thing at the time >< but I succeed. For those who knows a bit I used a Kodak Ektar 1000 Iso to allow me to shot in the dark.
The first 3 songs i've tried to shot everything I could cos' i was in the right first rows and security guys were on fire, finaly I got caught cos' of a dumb in front of me who shot Mick with a speedlight. The security guys catched him and as I didn't got enuff time to hide my stuff, I was caught too. Fortunately , the first film was already hidden in one of my boots but yes I have some regrets for the second one that I gave to the security guy

Here's the best shots from the only film that I've saved
(Thanks to my boot)

























All shots by me from Paris June 25.1990 Parc des Princes

And indeed I've loved that show !

HMN



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Fantastic pictures and many thanks for sharing!

I was at one of the Frankfurt shows. I remember that at the end of HTW just when the song should have ended they launched back into the middle of the song where the climatic guitar solo begins and played it over from that point again until the final ending.

Nice touch!

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August 17, 2010

Satisfaction, at Last

By EDUARD FREISLER

IN a stadium in Prague, 20 years ago today, a hundred thousand people, including my father and me, saw something we were not supposed to see. For decades it had been forbidden. The music, we were told, would poison our minds with filthy images. We would be infected by the West’s capitalist propaganda.

It was a cool August night in 1990; the Communist regime had officially collapsed eight months earlier, when Vaclav Havel, the longtime dissident, was elected president. And now the Rolling Stones had come to Prague.

I was 16 then, and to this day I recall the posters promoting the concert, which lined the streets and the walls of the stadium: “The Rolling Stones roll in, Soviet army rolls out.”

Soviet soldiers had been stationed in Czechoslovakia since 1968, when their tanks brutally crushed the so-called Prague Spring. My father was 21 at that time, dreaming of freedom and listening to bootlegged copies of “Let’s Spend the Night Together.” But it would be more than two decades before he would get to see the band live. During those years, you had to tune into foreign stations to hear the Stones. Communists called the band members “rotten junkies,” and said no decent socialist citizen would listen to them.

I only knew one Stones song, “Satisfaction” — but I knew it by heart. I had heard it for the first time on a pirated tape my father had bought on the black market in Hungary and smuggled into the country. It put an immediate spell on me. I was hugely impressed by the rough, loud guitar riff, so unlike the mellow sound of Czechoslovakian music. (The Communists frowned on the bass and the electric guitar, but they severely disapproved of the saxophone because they said it was invented by a Belgian imperialist.)

And I’d never heard anything like Mick Jagger’s cracking, sensual voice, singing about personal desire. Czechoslovakians had been urged for four decades to sacrifice their inner dreams to the collective happiness of the masses. People who went their own way — rebels — often ended up in jail.

That night in August, waiting for the Rolling Stones to come on stage, we felt like rebels. The concert was held in the same stadium where the Communist government used to hold rallies and organize parades. My classmates and I had spent endless hours in that stadium, marching in formations that, seen from the stands above, were supposed to symbolize health, joy and the discipline of the masses.

Now, instead of marching as one, we were ready to get loose. “We gotta get closer,” my father whispered into my ear as we tried to make our way through the crowd.

I sensed that everyone was nervous. They were accustomed to being lied to, to having promises broken. They didn’t quite believe that the Stones were really coming to play live. I could see that my father didn’t either. “We might see their photographs or a movie instead,” I heard some people saying, pointing to huge video screens installed inside the stadium. I started to have doubts myself. We had been waiting for five hours.

Suddenly the lights dimmed. Drums started to pound, and the screens turned on as if by magic. “Oh my God, it is really happening,” whispered a woman standing close to me. She was expressing something more than just the thrill of a concert. She was saying that the Communists were truly gone. That we were finally free to do as we pleased.

The Stones stormed the stage playing “Start Me Up.” Mick Jagger’s lips were all over the screens. The faceless crowd of passive souls disappeared. People went wild, out of control. They were jumping, clapping, shouting, dancing and singing along, surprising themselves. I had never before seen such a display of genuine emotion from my countrymen.

Two and a half hours later, when the concert was over, people were crying and hugging one another. My father cried and hugged me. From that point on, no one would tell him how he should think, how he should feel. He had seen the Rolling Stones with his own eyes. And it felt so good.

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The GR
14 if memory serves and 1 in New York 1989.

I had paid to go to Sweden for Eriksberg, Gothenberg but the travel company went bankrupt so i lost my money. Strangely on Licks i had every thing arranged for Stockholm and then British airways went on strike so I lost that one too.

Too bad...anyway, here´s some pics from Eriksberg, Gothenburg:
[www.stonesvikings.com]

BTW, a jeans company, ROCKY, provided all extra personell with denim jackets in different colors depending on what area they were working in, there was one color for stage security, one for the entrances etc. All with the UJ dog printed on the back. I collect them, and have today a green, yellow and black one. I know white and wine red also exists, anyway, I´m always on the hunt for more of these.
I saw both shows, and me and the singer in my band, standing absulutely in FOS got a guitar pick each, I was envious of him, he got Keiths, and I got Micks..
Another funny thing wwas I shouted out for C*cksucker Blues between songs, and Mick muttered "Yeah, why don´t you come up here and sing it..." Great memories!

I love that story about CS blues every time i hear it Ville!