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Post by TM on Dec 23, 2009 11:59:30 GMT -5
That's right I admit it. It's 1978, I'm 16 and I'm busing tables (at my first job) when Jethro Tull live is broadcast from the dish-washing station radio! Cross-eyed Mary was the first track I remember hearing and man it was incredible to hear these guys backed by the cheers of the crowd! Bursting Out had just been released. So, I ask my parents to drive me down to the local record shop to get the new album but no - they don't sense the urgency. How is this possible!?! No problem. I cut school the next morning and bus myself over to the mall and arrive just as the stores open. Luckily the store has them in stock, and I'm now good to go. I arrive home "after school," smuggle in the new double LP and I'm in heaven for the rest of the afternoon, except of course I still resent the parents for forcing me to have taken such measures. Dinner time arrives and there's a knock on my bedroom door. It's my father who just came home from work. And in his hands....you guessed it.  Go figure. |
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Post by Nonfatman on Dec 23, 2009 12:28:51 GMT -5
Great story, great thread idea. I've got some of these stories myself. But then I've got a lot of stories that I have set up here, but have not yet told. I will though, that's a promise!
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Post by bobo the monkey on Dec 23, 2009 12:45:14 GMT -5
I worked in germany for 2 years...it was 'under the table' work...i was very, very luck to find lucrative employment at a Spar grocery store...driving the van to rich, old and lazy people's homes. One thing i learned early: NO SICK DAYS 'es geht nicht', they say in german ( it just doesn't happen, literally: 'it goes NOT' I was the only one doing my job and I had to come to work, 6 days a week, period.
I only missed 2 days ever...both times for Tull...the first time, when i saw the ads for 'A' in the subway station and realized I had to go buy tickets, that day...so i called in sick...and again...same subway station on the way to work, when a voice told me to get off at the main station, take a train to the egde of town and hitchike to Dortmund, to see Tull that day, a week or so before my scheduled show in hamburg.
Two years of work, two missed days-both for Tull.
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Post by TM on Dec 23, 2009 14:44:31 GMT -5
I worked in germany for 2 years...it was 'under the table' work...i was very, very luck to find lucrative employment at a Spar grocery store...driving the van to rich, old and lazy people's homes. One thing i learned early: NO SICK DAYS 'es geht nicht', they say in german ( it just doesn't happen, literally: 'it goes NOT' I was the only one doing my job and I had to come to work, 6 days a week, period. I only missed 2 days ever...both times for Tull...the first time, when i saw the ads for 'A' in the subway station and realized I had to go buy tickets, that day...so i called in sick...and again...same subway station on the way to work, when a voice told me to get off at the main station, take a train to the egde of town and hitchike to Dortmund, to see Tull that day, a week or so before my scheduled show in hamburg. Two years of work, two missed days-both for Tull.  |
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Post by Mothfairy on Dec 23, 2009 17:08:13 GMT -5
That's right I admit it. It's 1978, I'm 16 and I'm busing tables (at my first job) when Jethro Tull live is broadcast from the dish-washing station radio! Cross-eyed Mary was the first track I remember hearing and man it was incredible to hear these guys backed by the cheers of the crowd! Bursting Out had just been released. So, I ask my parents to drive me down to the local record shop to get the new album but no - they don't sense the urgency. How is this possible!?! No problem. I cut school the next morning and bus myself over to the mall and arrive just as the stores open. Luckily the store has them in stock, and I'm now good to go. I arrive home "after school," smuggle in the new double LP and I'm in heaven for the rest of the afternoon, except of course I still resent the parents for forcing me to have taken such measures. Dinner time arrives and there's a knock on my bedroom door. It's my father who just came home from work. And in his hands....you guessed it. Go figure. Aww, how sweet of him! |
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Post by Nonfatman on Dec 25, 2009 14:50:55 GMT -5
I remember in 11th grade, possibly 12th, my best friend Craig and I had sixth period free right before math class, and it was shortly after we both had gotten our driver's licenses. So very often our sixth period was spent cruising around in his 1965 Ford Fairmont (or was that a Falcon?) smoking weed and listening to music, and specifically one of the albums we always listened to was Aqualung, because let's face it, that album was so great to listen to when you were stoned! It was not so great afterward, though, coming down from our Tull high and trying to understand what the heck it was that the teacher was saying in Trigonometry.
Jeff
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2009 16:10:55 GMT -5
All I remember was I 14 years old sneakingout going to the Garden with a friend on a school night taking the subway, getting back at 1in the morning, having just witnessed the most incredible show of my life. It was great until 630 the next morning when I figured out I got bagged, but it was worth it, March 12 1975
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Post by bobo the monkey on Dec 27, 2009 22:48:45 GMT -5
I can believe 3-12-75 was worth the consequences....less than a month earlier, 2-5-75, I saw the best gig of my life...Tull in El Paso. we learned of the gig in a Denver rock magazine two days earlier...told our parents we were going skiing at a ski area 30 miles away and drove a 1964, convertible with a torn roof, Falcon, 600 miles thru a blizzard...straight thru the nite and got to el paso a couple hours before the gig...drove back thru the night...by then without wipers or heat. more than a little stoned and tired....small diff from the story above: we didn't get busted ! I was 17...as were two of my friends...and another friend, 15, too young to drive. being Denver, it was okay to drag into school worn out and claim a couple ski days as an excuse.
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Post by Nonfatman on Dec 28, 2009 14:12:49 GMT -5
I can believe 3-12-75 was worth the consequences....less than a month earlier, 2-5-75, I saw the best gig of my life...Tull in El Paso. we learned of the gig in a Denver rock magazine two days earlier...told our parents we were going skiing at a ski area 30 miles away and drove a 1964, convertible with a torn roof, Falcon, 600 miles thru a blizzard...straight thru the nite and got to el paso a couple hours before the gig...drove back thru the night...by then without wipers or heat. more than a little stoned and tired....small diff from the story above: we didn't get busted ! I was 17...as were two of my friends...and another friend, 15, too young to drive. being Denver, it was okay to drag into school worn out and claim a couple ski days as an excuse. That must have been a blast. It's amazing the extremes many of us went to when it came to seeing Tull. Every few years or so I get nostalgic for those times and I do something that harkens back to my youth. Like I will next June, when I've got a three-fer planned for Jones Beach, Holmdale and Atlantic City. Okay, not as crazy as the old days, but not bad either. Jeff  |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2009 19:56:22 GMT -5
only gonna go to to bank rip off pavilion in Boston, maybe the casino, not sure yet
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Post by Nonfatman on Dec 29, 2009 13:02:26 GMT -5
only gonna go to to bank rip off pavilion in Boston, maybe the casino, not sure yet Probably not much of a choice for you, because they are only playing a few dates up there, I believe. If you hit two shows, that's pretty good and even one's okay. During 2008, the 40th anniversary tour, I only saw one show, and it was enough because it was a great one.  Jeff |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2009 3:25:56 GMT -5
It's great that they played the Cross Eyed Mary track off of the Bursting Out album. That's probably my favorite live track on the album, and one of my favorite live tracks from any band  It sure is a hard killer. |
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Post by Lordiffyboatrace on Jan 10, 2010 17:48:53 GMT -5
ive never done anything like that. I was (and still am) a good boy. Not like you reprobates! |
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It sure is a hard killer.
