Anyway, it was like what Monterey Pop Festival or Dylan electric at Newport or The Doors as The Whiskey A-Go-Go house band.... but TOTALLY NOT those things to us, at the very same time.
We dropped the acid as the sun melted in the red Santa Ana Winds to the west, scorching the Pacific Ocean's promise almost a hundred miles from us over the mountains. The slowly melting pink to crimson to blood red sky framed the stage behind the Polo Grounds where almost a dozen bands it seemed were supporting.
We were 23. My best friend and his concentric, sensitive bohemian circles of teachers and their granola-lite mates to come. We were living yards from the Pacific Ocean, saturated by sunshine and so many gorgeous, easygoing, outgoing young women from all over the world who'd come to study and teach us not to stare because it's rude and it's always around everywhere your eyes turn anyway.
But we were not frat guys or meatheads or womanizing dads and stepdads we never got to know or wanted to.
It was our first full show since Mookie Blaylock set we missed most of at Winter's by State in San Diego. By then we were all in... We had definitely been just starving to see them, and they were almost intuitively coming only so close to L.A.'s great satan of mainstream
I was beginning, innocently enough, my seriously romantic courtship with crystal meth and rock writing, my codependent cliche for twenty years to come.
But this was before the strained truly crept in. We were still strong.
I was there . . .and the shoes brought rain all night long!
At one point, the band stopped playing and left the stage. They came back on stage after a few but only with a protective screen barrier to block the thrown shoes.
Lines uttered by Vedder that night referencing the shoe throwing:
"From now on, this is a benefit concert to shoe the shoeless."
and
"After the show, we're gonna stand outside the gate and anyone who walks by without shoes we're gonna kick your ass!"
Just remembered... Eleven was one of two opening acts for this show. Jack Irons was drumming for them at the time (I think is was '94 he went to drum for PJ, but I digress), and people were throwing shoes up on stage and hit Jack's custom painted "marine theme" DW kit, and he jumped up and grabbed the shoe and stuffed it into his bass drum. He then said something to the effect of "take that."
Anyway, it was like what Monterey Pop Festival or Dylan electric at Newport or The Doors as The Whiskey A-Go-Go house band.... but TOTALLY NOT those things to us, at the very same time.
We dropped the acid as the sun melted in the red Santa Ana Winds to the west, scorching the Pacific Ocean's promise almost a hundred miles from us over the mountains. The slowly melting pink to crimson to blood red sky framed the stage behind the Polo Grounds where almost a dozen bands it seemed were supporting.
wshilling90717 3 months ago
We were 23. My best friend and his concentric, sensitive bohemian circles of teachers and their granola-lite mates to come. We were living yards from the Pacific Ocean, saturated by sunshine and so many gorgeous, easygoing, outgoing young women from all over the world who'd come to study and teach us not to stare because it's rude and it's always around everywhere your eyes turn anyway.
But we were not frat guys or meatheads or womanizing dads and stepdads we never got to know or wanted to.
wshilling90717 3 months ago
It was our first full show since Mookie Blaylock set we missed most of at Winter's by State in San Diego. By then we were all in... We had definitely been just starving to see them, and they were almost intuitively coming only so close to L.A.'s great satan of mainstream
I was beginning, innocently enough, my seriously romantic courtship with crystal meth and rock writing, my codependent cliche for twenty years to come.
But this was before the strained truly crept in. We were still strong.
wshilling90717 3 months ago
i was there they opened with this song and it was a very spiritual moment...i was with a girl named brandy....the world spun aroun us.
JESTER33333999992222 1 year ago
I was there . . .and the shoes brought rain all night long!
At one point, the band stopped playing and left the stage. They came back on stage after a few but only with a protective screen barrier to block the thrown shoes.
Lines uttered by Vedder that night referencing the shoe throwing:
"From now on, this is a benefit concert to shoe the shoeless."
and
"After the show, we're gonna stand outside the gate and anyone who walks by without shoes we're gonna kick your ass!"
An Insane evening!
cheetahjungle 1 year ago
My first concert ever and what a show! Crazy night and what was up with the shoes? Truly my favorite band ever.
921virgo 2 years ago
why dont they play this more its so AMAZING!
Annonymus121 2 years ago
Just remembered... Eleven was one of two opening acts for this show. Jack Irons was drumming for them at the time (I think is was '94 he went to drum for PJ, but I digress), and people were throwing shoes up on stage and hit Jack's custom painted "marine theme" DW kit, and he jumped up and grabbed the shoe and stuffed it into his bass drum. He then said something to the effect of "take that."
MuddyDrummer 2 years ago
@MuddyDrummer Why did they threw up shoes?
Ekyvvsaq 2 years ago
Wow, the memories. I was at this show. One of the best rock shows I've ever been to. Thanks for posting.
MD
MuddyDrummer 2 years ago
always very special... thanks dude!!
yvi37 3 years ago
just brilliant as usual
you're the best gndcd
jagh75 3 years ago
Is it my computer or is this tape a bit twitchy?
thank you Gndcd
jovo54 3 years ago
bad rip...my fault, i'll put the good version later
gndcd402 3 years ago
THANK YOU GARY!
<3
sukiyaki113 3 years ago
Respect.
:')
Holyjammer 3 years ago