Annals of Public Performance #44


Thanks to the lame-ass security, Axl is going home. St. Louis, Missouri. 1991.

2 comments:

WillyC said...

I was there. Brand new venue - open less than a week. About an hour and a half into the show the "incident" occurred. A long time went by with no response from the venue. Nothing like "Stay calm. We're trying to get the band back out here." Nothing at all. The drunks on the lawn got restless after about 30-40 minutes and began to set fires. The first contact the venue had with the crowd was the police with firehoses. Somehow the crowd got ahold of one of the firehoses and started using them on the cops and security, forcing everyone in authority off the stage. They knocked one of the giant screens down with the water pressure. People began ripping seats out that were bolted to the concrete and passing them up to be hurled on the stage. On my way out to the parking lot, someone carrying a Les Paul from the stage passed me, as did someone else carrying a hi-hat. I had always been curious about what it would be like to be in a riot. Now I know.

chained and perfumed said...

Wow that sounds incredible and pretty scary.