To Bludave: a trip down memory lane:
I am 59.
I remember where I was when the Beatles first played on Ed Sullivans' show. I saw Three Dog Night get their asses handed to them by then almost unknown Led Zeppelin. Opened for Iron Butterfly who sucked beyond all belief, played with Eric Burden after he left (got fired) from War, but after a couple months he fired the whole band. He had a bad temper.
Opened for Bob Geldof & Boomtown Rats and Bob came out during sound check and just sat with me and chatted, a very nice man. Got booed off the stage opening for Devo, but I saw that coming as I was in a hard rock girl band called The Ronnie Lee Band in Seattle and the word "punk rock" was not yet in the lexicon of the English language.
I was honored to open for Harvey Mandel. He invited me to his motel to listen to the tapes i was making, but all he wanted to do was show me karate moves. He got me so stoned on some whitish looking pot that I couldn't even remember what a chord was, and he sat there, my hero, at the side of the stage, laughing his butt off at me.
Albert Collins shared some harsh tasting whiskey in the bathroom and asked me to join his band as rhythm guitarist, but was warned he replaced rhythm players every couple of weeks, but man, that was tempting.
Got tackled by Joan Jett where she lived in a crummy room off sunset with her smelly pet rat. Ronnie Lee use to play with her, i guess, but I never saw any proof of that claim, although Joan gave Ronnie a big bear hug and kiss when we went to visit her.
I'll leave with this: biggest gig-3,500 people with Bachman Turner Overdrive (who blazed jazz/rock licks in the dressing room only to go on stage to play 3 note solos.
Worst gig-2 people during happy hour in some crappy bar in Idaho.
Thanks, I got a million stories like that.
Sorry to get so off topic, couldn't help myself.
Thanks,
Steve B.