Uderzeń lekkich velzen i velzen spokoju pięć trudno jednak nie get out of this without the bass and just then jumps out from behind the amps plugged back and rockin and the crowd went nuts! The old stadium, of 1975: opener was Uriah Heep followed by Blue Oyster Cult Aerosmith and the headliner was The Faces, with and the great McGlaglen all there. Needless to say, a memorable evening. Talk about Memorywood--I still had all hair. Later skaters! Daggonnet! Can that possibly have been 36 years ago? We were sitting straight across from the stage and up the nose bleed section doing some pane and smoking Afi-Black mixed with Reb-. What memories. I pumped a lot of iron back then and was wearing a tight t-shirt. I was standing with friend, leaning against the drink line rail and some came squeezing through the crowd carrying two jumbo sized cokes and spilled one of them all down arm. friend and I both looked at the who was just shaking like you can't know, when both friend and myself simultaneously broke out laughing. The just walked away shaking his head. Later, we were sitting upstairs when we noticed we heard the crowd over and over again going ooh ah and wondered what was going on. I believe it was the Heap playing but the crowd sounds were not because of the music. With our binoculars we noticed that both sides of the stadium and most of the audience were looking under us. We went downstairs to investigate. We got down just time to a working his way down a large rope He was hanging from the rope by both legs and hands. As he worked his way down, first one leg and then the other released the rope. I could that he was quite exhausted. While we were watching, someone informed us that he had just did some sort of parallel bar type performance entertaining the whole crowd. As he got down to the height where his ankles were about shoulder height, about four police security officers came out of the crowd and yanked him down and started leading him off as if to arrest him. What I remember most from that day is not the music, it was the sound of 80 people booing. The next thing that happened was the officers disappeared into a cloud of flying fists, the was lead off into the crowd and the officers came up with their guns drawn and backed off. Stupid authority figures, bringing pea shooters to a drug induced freedom festival. Two other memories: is some idiot threw a shrimp into a small group a approached a girl and ended up getting beat pretty bad by the with her, he sat a puddle of water for most of the remainder of the concert. Those were the days friends, we thought they'd never end. Mecca area Milwaukee is correct. They warmed up the Heep, actually blew them off the stage. We were about 30 rows back dead center. I know they played Flaming Telepaths because thats the tney used strobe light for effect and the strobes got faster and faster at the end. Plus they did whatever they were doing at the time with the five guitars. I have a cool pic of this with EB a tight NY CITY shirt, blk. leather pants, white blk top hat, leather shorts with suspenders and calf length blk socks and silk black shirt and looks like chordory pants. is playing the sunburst gibson I think its called. Whilst BOC were playing Davenport, Iowa I was New checking out out lasers the fog and Pearlman turned them down... went to Szechuan and then to Taters Rehearsal... By the way by Szechuan, I am always referring to the one on the N.E corner of 2nd Ave and 6th St NYC... it's still there... daughter checked for me just last I found a review of sorts of this gig the 28 Aug 1975 edition of the St. Post-Dispatch: 9000 At Concert Hear Uriah Heep By Richmond Of the Post-Dispatch Staff Uriah Heep opened its concert concert at Kiel Auditorium last night with explosion. As it turned out, that blast was the quietest moment the crowd of 9000 was to endure for the entire evening. The albums of the British rock quintet are filled with fine songs, of which have interesting and often story-telling lyrics. Why the group insists on making such crushing noises for its performances makes no sense at all. The five claim to be the loudest band the world. I've heard others as loud, including Blue Oyster Cult, which shared last night's program with them. However, I didn't think I've suffered any that were painfully louder. The tragedy of this is that their effort to sound like a steel mill wartime distorts the music much that the efforts of singer Byron look ridiculous. And Byron works. He runs, jumps, hops, stands on the equipment, lies on the floor, falls on his knees, stares at the audience postures that fall between mock