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We've all seen our share of wrestling cards, sporting events, concerts, and other special events. That means we've all seen our share of crazy stuff in the stands. That could be fights, big arguments that didn't cross over to violence, fans invading the field or ring or stage or whatever, couples getting it on, drug use and dealing, vandalism, some guy falling down the stairs while carrying a bunch of beers that spilled everywhere, the Red Sea parting when someone took a stage dive with the dude splatting on the floor or whatever.
 
My stories will probably be pale compared to most, but I'll give it a go to get things rolling. Some friends and I road tripped to Chicago in 1993 to see the Twins and White Sox play. It was a much rowdier crowd in Chicago compared to home. The roving beer vendors carried beer in cans that they poured into cups that were given to customers. At the top row of the bleachers, a beer vendor tripped on the top step and fell to the ground with his cans of beer taking a tumble. Rather than check to see if the guy was okay, people immediately went for the beer, grabbing cans and getting out of sight in a hurry. The vendors buy the beer wholesale and then sell it at retail. He had to have lost a dozen beers and was angry to put it mildly.
 
The Twin Cities were usually an A or B show town for the WWF, but in September of 1987 we got a strange card that bordered on C show level. The main event was Paul Orndorff vs. King Kong Bundy with Bobby Heenan handcuffed to Hacksaw Jim Duggan. Originally it was Ken Patera vs. Bundy, but Ken had a legit arm injury. Then he was going to be handcuffed to Heenan, but his arm was bad enough that on the night he seconded Paul and Heenan was handcuffed to the newly rehired Hacksaw Jim Duggan who hadn't been back on TV yet. We also got Randy Savage, who was in the process of going babyface but hadn't completed turning yet, against Sika of all people with no Elizabeth which upset a few people.
 
During a Don Muraco vs. Bob Orton Jr. undercard match, the fans could not have cared less as Muraco had just turned babyface but wasn't getting the big push as The Rock yet. During the match, with only about 5,000 people tops in a 16,000 seat arena, out of nowhere a fan tossed a full garbage can from the portal to the concourse all the way down the stairs to the floor. It sounded incredibly loud because the stairs in that end were metal retractable seats and the place was so empty that the noise echoed. Everyone was caught off guard and stunned by the noise. That included Muraco and Orton who stopped wrestling and walked over to the ropes on that side of the ring to look at what was happening along with everyone else.

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I could go on a long long time here but I'll just do it in onesies if the thread stays active.

My very first concert was in June of 1974 at MSG for The Who Quadrophenia Tour. I was all of 15 years old and even though I was a city kid and somewhat already jaded, going into Manhattan by subway with my juvenile delinquent friends somehow upset my mother to no end. We had gotten the tickets through mail order lottery and IIRC they were about six or seven bucks. We get inside the building with no difficulty but once we were inside it was like Dante's Sixth Ring of Hell. Virtually every last person there was so fucked up on some kind of something that it literally sucked your life essence out of you. I'm walking through the corridors and there was this pretty black girl with long dreadlocks walking right at me. Her eyes didn't even belong to a human she was so fucked up. She bumps into me, looks straight at me, her eyes roll up in her head like the Undertaker, and she takes a front flop exactly like the one Ric Flair made famous. Her head hit the concrete first with a sickening thud. Her dreadlocks were kind of splayed outwards. I saw a steady pool of blood start to trickle out. It very quickly started to spurt even though she was face down. However, just then, they turned the lights out and everybody rushed back to their seats. For all I know she may still be there. Welcome to the world of New York City rock and roll concerts.

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I live a quiet and mostly unremarkable life and therefore have to rely on the tales of others to add to this thread. I missed this particular night but my friends who were there have told the story enough times that I might as well have been.

Years ago, they went to Metallica and drank very heavily before ever entering the arena where they drank more. The most intense fan of the band and of metal and hard rock in general of this group was so hammered and fired up that when Metallica started playing its opening song, he let out a war yell and then body checked our friend to his right at full force. That guy then crashed into our friend on his own right with equal force, sending them both ass over tea kettle into the two rows of seats below of them. 

The people they landed on were unhappy to put it mildly and one dude was ready to fight, but my friend who was the collateral damage rather than the target of the good natured check pointed to the checker who was headbanging intensely and in his own world and then said "yo, that guy's fucked up". Somehow this worked and the seemingly inevitable fight was averted. Meanwhile the fourth member of this concert going party was on the other side of the checker where he was making out with the girl next to him on the other side who he'd met less than an hour before.

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2005. Went to the Saints-Giants MNF game at Giants Stadium. This was after Katrina and was technically a Saints home game. It was weird seeing the Saints logo all over the place.

Anyway, it wasn't you typical Giants Stadium crowd. A lot younger and a lot drunker. We were sitting in the upper deck in sec 336 and there was all kinds of shit going on. Girls making out with each other. A chick with fake d cups flashing everyone. 4000 fights, including 2 guys that crowd surfed 60 rows down punching the shit out of each other. The only thing that stopped them was the plexiglass in the 1st row of the upper deck. I dont think we saw security after the 3rd quarter. I think they just said fuck it at one point.

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I was living in Taiwan in the fall of 2003 and around November of that year the country hosted a U17 baseball world series.  The American team was managed by Terry Francona, who, a year later, would guide the Red Sox to their first World Series in 86 years.  During round robin game our boys were scheduled to play the host nation in the city where I was living, so of course I went to the game.  It was in a fairly sizeable stadium, probably 30,000 capacity and it was at least 2/3rds full. 
 
I was sitting behind the third base dugout, about 20 rows up.  I didn't see many other Americans near me, with the exception of the parents section, all of whom were sitting directly behind the dugout.  Every time the Taiwanese pitcher would attempt a pickoff, I'd boo lustily and about 100 Taiwanese fans would turn around to look at me.  An American hit a no doubter at one point and as the ball left the bat I stood up and screamed "Home Run!" in Chinese which also resulted in some baleful looks directed my way.    
 
It was a good game, back and forth with lots of offense, and the crowd was really into it.  Bottom of the 7th inning, with the Taiwanese up, there was a play at the plate and a violent collision which had the American catcher seeing stars.  The run scored and the crowd was going crazy.  So in the top of the 8th, we've got a guy on second and the batter hits one in the gap.  The runner comes home standing up but the Taiwanese catcher is standing ever-so-slightly on the third base line.  So as he's trotting by to score, the American goes shoulder to shoulder, knocking the catcher back on his ass.  From my perspective, this was well within the unwritten rules, due to the collision the previous inning and the fact that the catcher was impeding his route home with no expectation of making a put out.  However, the fans didn't see it that way.  The stadium erupted in jeers and boos.  Suddenly, a Taiwanese man, who had been part of a group of "cheerleaders" going from section to section and leading the crowd in chants, hopped up on the roof of the American dugout, got down on all fours, leans over the front edge, and starts yelling at the team inside the dugout. 
 
Next thing you know, one of the American fathers (I assume he was a father) hopped up behind him.  I'm thinking he's going to yank the guy back off the dugout, which would have been bad enough, but no, he grabs him by the collar and waist and chucked him head first off the dugout onto the field below!  Brother, I'm telling you the entire stadium came unglued!  Debris began raining down on the section where the American parents were sitting.  Suddenly a couple dozen cops were above and below the dugout.  They grabbed the father in question and pulled him down to the home plate area where the backstop protected him from projectiles.  It took about 15 minutes to restore order to the stadium.  The dad was escorted out through the locker rooms by the cops and some trainers/EMTs tended to the dude who took the spill.  I have to admit that I was a bit nervous, considering the fact that I stood out in the crowd as one of "them".  I was with the now-Mrs. KGB and there were, coincidentally (in a city of 3 million), a couple Taiwanese guys I'd played soccer with sitting a few rows below, so I did have some local cover. 
 
The game ended with the Americans winning something like 11-9 and at the final out I beat cheeks out of the area. 

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Nothing to add quite yet, but I fuckkn’ love this thread.

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I want to add that the guy who threw the check at the Metallica concert was once headbanging at another metal show in a club and was doing it so intensely that he accidentally banged his head on a railing and suffered a concussion as a result.

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I went to an Eagles game with an older cousin of mine. I was 11. I think he was 25. This was back in the dark days when the Eagles had been awful for a long time. I know Vermeil was the coach but they still hadn't turned it around.

My cousin drives down and picks me up. He is one of my Carbon County relatives so his judgment isn't overly spectacular. Not sure how we wound up going together. It was obvious he was drunk already. He proved that by drinking out of a bottle with a bag around it on the way to the game.

By the 2nd Q he was blitzed. We had decent tickets since the games were rarely sold out back then. The band for the halftime was located directly in the next section. My moron cousin manages to get into some type of argument. Then he jumps into the band and starts to physically fight them. It is funny now looking back to recall a guy with a trumpet hitting him over the head with the instrument.

Security comes and takes my cousin away. I just sit there and watch the rest of the game. I think I bought a soda at one point because I had a little money on me. I leave the stadium, in South Philadelphia alone. I look for a pay phone by the stadium but cannot find one. I should have gone up to a cop but didn't think of it. So, I walk into the closest neighborhood. I still remember it. Juniper Street. I approach a woman, probably 30's or 40's, who is on her steps and ask if I can use her phone. I explain what happened and she just shakes her head. No one answers the phone.

Her husband pulls out a map to figure out where I live (only 25 minutes away but back then people from S Philly never traveled to the burbs). The guy drives me home. I never hear anything more about it. Ever.

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First concert I ever went to was Iron Maiden in 1987. During the break between opening act Vinnie Vincent and Maiden, two amorous teenagers walked over to the unused seats in the upper bowl, behind and to the side of the stage. They start making out (maybe even banging). A tech picked up on it and shined the spotlight on them. The crowd cheered.


Was at a small venue, about three years ago, to see Anthrax and Slayer. I'm not a big Slayer fan, so I'm in the bathroom taking a leak during their set. Tom Araya shouts: "you wanna' have some fun. This next song is... WAR ENSEMBLE"! Guy next to me immediately starts going "oh shit! Oh shit", stops in mid-stream (I'd imagine) and sprints back out to the crowd while zipping up.


In the summer of 1990, went to a WWF house show. On the way out, we're walking to the parking lot and have to cross by the "players' gate". A rental car comes out, with Honky Tonk Man in the back seat. Some random fan yells: "Hey, it's Honky! Let's get him!" Honky's eyes got real big and he immediately locks the door and the car peels out.


About two years ago, I was at the World Baseball Classic in the Miami Marlins stadium. USA vs. Dominican Republic with a sold-out crowd. A lot of Dominicans in the place and they were THE most enthusiastic fans I've ever been around. "Si, se puede" was their rallying cry. I'm standing in the left field concourse when Nelson Cruz hits a big home run. Some random Dominican dude, next to me, jumps up in the air, rips his shirt off, then high-fives and hugs me.

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Ultimark wrote: I went to an Eagles game with an older cousin of mine. I was 11. I think he was 25. This was back in the dark days when the Eagles had been awful for a long time. I know Vermeil was the coach but they still hadn't turned it around.

My cousin drives down and picks me up. He is one of my Carbon County relatives so his judgment isn't overly spectacular. Not sure how we wound up going together. It was obvious he was drunk already. He proved that by drinking out of a bottle with a bag around it on the way to the game.

By the 2nd Q he was blitzed. We had decent tickets since the games were rarely sold out back then. The band for the halftime was located directly in the next section. My moron cousin manages to get into some type of argument. Then he jumps into the band and starts to physically fight them. It is funny now looking back to recall a guy with a trumpet hitting him over the head with the instrument.

Security comes and takes my cousin away. I just sit there and watch the rest of the game. I think I bought a soda at one point because I had a little money on me. I leave the stadium, in South Philadelphia alone. I look for a pay phone by the stadium but cannot find one. I should have gone up to a cop but didn't think of it. So, I walk into the closest neighborhood. I still remember it. Juniper Street. I approach a woman, probably 30's or 40's, who is on her steps and ask if I can use her phone. I explain what happened and she just shakes her head. No one answers the phone.

Her husband pulls out a map to figure out where I live (only 25 minutes away but back then people from S Philly never traveled to the burbs). The guy drives me home. I never hear anything more about it. Ever.

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The football team I support, Birmingham City, is notorious for hooliganism. It's calmed down a lot in recent years, but in 1985 it got so bad that one fan died after he got crushed under a wall.

In the mid 1980s we were generally in the second or third tier but Special Branch had our fans in the top five threats to public order.

So I've seen quite a bit. The outstanding ones are probably someone twatting Viler Jack Grealish last season on the pitch, which was moronic because it basically kickstarted their season, and in 1992 a mass pitch invasion caused by a referee (to be fair, he was so bad, I have to assume he was on a bribe) that saw him get twatted, the game interrupted for 30 minutes while the rozzers cleared the stadium, and then completed behind closed doors. (Said ref never refereed again. I wonder if someone saw the match video.)

On the pitch, in the 2002 derby game against the Vile, we scored our second goal when one of their throw-ins went straight in. Normally that would be a corner but the ball just brushed the goalkeeper's studs. It's an unprecedented incident in English football.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18QsjFUquD8

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kargol wrote:

The outstanding ones are probably someone twatting Viler Jack Grealish last season on the pitch, which was moronic because it basically kickstarted their season, and in 1992 a mass pitch invasion caused by a referee (to be fair, he was so bad, I have to assume he was on a bribe) that saw him get twatted, the game interrupted for 30 minutes while the rozzers cleared the stadium, and then completed behind closed doors. (Said ref never refereed again. I wonder if someone saw the match video.)

You'll have to excuse me. I'm American so I don't speak English. What is 'twatting'? It sounds like something I would definitely be in favor of. I always wanted to be a soccer hooligan. Never had the chance to do that because I live in New York and we only play real sports.

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Soccer has had its share of crazy events, from general hooliganism to Heysel and Hillsborough, but for me nothing will top the Bradford City fire in 1985. The surrealism of watching fans on the pitch sing songs while dozens are being incinerated just behind them is so startling as to almost defy belief. And it went from nothing happening to complete catastrophe in just 3-4 minutes, similar to The Station nightclub fire in Rhode Island. Fire is not to be fucked with.

WongLee, did you know anyone who was at MSG the night the Big, Bad, Bruins went into the stands?

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KGB wrote:

WongLee, did you know anyone who was at MSG the night the Big, Bad, Bruins went into the stands?
It's funny, my friends and I snuck into more hockey games that season than ever before but we missed that brawl.

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The Bradford Fire got major attention in the U.S. because the video of the tragedy was amazing. I recall seeing a police officer sort of swatting at the early flames when the fire was still small, as if this was something that could easily be contained. Then suddenly the entire grandstand was ablaze.

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tamalie wrote: The Bradford Fire got major attention in the U.S. because the video of the tragedy was amazing. I recall seeing a police officer sort of swatting at the early flames when the fire was still small, as if this was something that could easily be contained. Then suddenly the entire grandstand was ablaze.I just went and found that on YouTube. It was one of the most horrible things I've ever seen. Amazing in so many ways. The guy who was doing the announcing sure kept his stiff upper lip and did an incredible job. The crowd kept singing and chanting through the whole fire even as it got bigger and bigger by the second. Credit where credit is due. The Brit coppers went above and beyond the call of duty. They truly put their lives on the line during this tragedy. It was surreal as the cops ran to a guy who was completely engulfed in flames and put them out.


Here's the video. Watch at your own risk. It is very upsetting.





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John Helm was the announcer. He's in his mid 70s now and is still calling matches.

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Pretty funny hearing stories about rock shows from the 70s and seeing footage.  Some of these stories, and footage, of the crowds are full on nuts.  People od'ing all around you and a bunch of stabbings.  Of course the people trampled to death at the Who show in 1978 I think.  Saw some non commercial Lynyrd Skynyrd footage from a show in '74 I think.  Crowd were just zombies.  Also men taking their shirts off seemed to be a huge deal at shows in the 70s.  Now I sometimes go and see the exact same bands and people scream at you for standing up in front of them.

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dr_papufnik wrote: Pretty funny hearing stories about rock shows from the 70s and seeing footage.  Some of these stories, and footage, of the crowds are full on nuts.  People od'ing all around you and a bunch of stabbings.  Of course the people trampled to death at the Who show in 1978 I think.  Saw some non commercial Lynyrd Skynyrd footage from a show in '74 I think.  Crowd were just zombies.  Also men taking their shirts off seemed to be a huge deal at shows in the 70s.  Now I sometimes go and see the exact same bands and people scream at you for standing up in front of them.
In New York City during the mid to late 70's, the drug of choice for most teenagers or people in their early 20's was tuinal and seconal both prescription drugs. These two were powerful barbiturates. Mixing it with alcohol caused you to lose your soul. Crowds were almost always ghouled and zombified. A sweeping change in some laws completely eliminated these prescription drugs from the streets. By the late 70's, amphetamines and alcohol took over. This changed the moods of the crowd from zombies to mind numbing violence. I was at a Ted Nugent/AC-DC show at MSG in 1979 which the NYPD called the "rowdiest show of all time". All the orchestra seats were ripped up off the studs and thrown in a pile that was at least 25 feet high. Some type of accelerant was poured on it, and a huge bonfire was set. At a Parliament-Funkadelic show I saw in 1978, the NYPD Tactical Force stormed the orchestra area twice to break up gang fights between various Harlem factions. When a guy was thrown off the second deck and landed ten feet away from me I knew it was time for this white man to leave. During The Who's 1979 run at the Garden, kids were taking every hot dog and food cart within five blocks and tipping them over on 7th Avenue which became a sea of mustard and Yoo Hoo. By the mid 80's the violence had gone down drastically. It also made the shows a lot less fun in my opinion.

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WongLee wrote: dr_papufnik wrote: Pretty funny hearing stories about rock shows from the 70s and seeing footage.  Some of these stories, and footage, of the crowds are full on nuts.  People od'ing all around you and a bunch of stabbings.  Of course the people trampled to death at the Who show in 1978 I think.  Saw some non commercial Lynyrd Skynyrd footage from a show in '74 I think.  Crowd were just zombies.  Also men taking their shirts off seemed to be a huge deal at shows in the 70s.  Now I sometimes go and see the exact same bands and people scream at you for standing up in front of them.
In New York City during the mid to late 70's, the drug of choice for most teenagers or people in their early 20's was tuinal and seconal both prescription drugs. These two were powerful barbiturates. Mixing it with alcohol caused you to lose your soul. Crowds were almost always ghouled and zombified. A sweeping change in some laws completely eliminated these prescription drugs from the streets. By the late 70's, amphetamines and alcohol took over. This changed the moods of the crowd from zombies to mind numbing violence. I was at a Ted Nugent/AC-DC show at MSG in 1979 which the NYPD called the "rowdiest show of all time". All the orchestra seats were ripped up off the studs and thrown in a pile that was at least 25 feet high. Some type of accelerant was poured on it, and a huge bonfire was set. At a Parliament-Funkadelic show I saw in 1978, the NYPD Tactical Force stormed the orchestra area twice to break up gang fights between various Harlem factions. When a guy was thrown off the second deck and landed ten feet away from me I knew it was time for this white man to leave. During The Who's 1979 run at the Garden, kids were taking every hot dog and food cart within five blocks and tipping them over on 7th Avenue which became a sea of mustard and Yoo Hoo. By the mid 80's the violence had gone down drastically. It also made the shows a lot less fun in my opinion.
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WongLee wrote: dr_papufnik wrote: Pretty funny hearing stories about rock shows from the 70s and seeing footage.  Some of these stories, and footage, of the crowds are full on nuts.  People od'ing all around you and a bunch of stabbings.  Of course the people trampled to death at the Who show in 1978 I think.  Saw some non commercial Lynyrd Skynyrd footage from a show in '74 I think.  Crowd were just zombies.  Also men taking their shirts off seemed to be a huge deal at shows in the 70s.  Now I sometimes go and see the exact same bands and people scream at you for standing up in front of them.
In New York City during the mid to late 70's, the drug of choice for most teenagers or people in their early 20's was tuinal and seconal both prescription drugs. These two were powerful barbiturates. Mixing it with alcohol caused you to lose your soul. Crowds were almost always ghouled and zombified. A sweeping change in some laws completely eliminated these prescription drugs from the streets. By the late 70's, amphetamines and alcohol took over. This changed the moods of the crowd from zombies to mind numbing violence. I was at a Ted Nugent/AC-DC show at MSG in 1979 which the NYPD called the "rowdiest show of all time". All the orchestra seats were ripped up off the studs and thrown in a pile that was at least 25 feet high. Some type of accelerant was poured on it, and a huge bonfire was set. At a Parliament-Funkadelic show I saw in 1978, the NYPD Tactical Force stormed the orchestra area twice to break up gang fights between various Harlem factions. When a guy was thrown off the second deck and landed ten feet away from me I knew it was time for this white man to leave. During The Who's 1979 run at the Garden, kids were taking every hot dog and food cart within five blocks and tipping them over on 7th Avenue which became a sea of mustard and Yoo Hoo. By the mid 80's the violence had gone down drastically. It also made the shows a lot less fun in my opinion.


Damn you saw P-Funk in their heyday, damn did you go to other funk/rnb concerts  in the 70's 

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krazykid18 wrote: WongLee wrote: dr_papufnik wrote: Pretty funny hearing stories about rock shows from the 70s and seeing footage.  Some of these stories, and footage, of the crowds are full on nuts.  People od'ing all around you and a bunch of stabbings.  Of course the people trampled to death at the Who show in 1978 I think.  Saw some non commercial Lynyrd Skynyrd footage from a show in '74 I think.  Crowd were just zombies.  Also men taking their shirts off seemed to be a huge deal at shows in the 70s.  Now I sometimes go and see the exact same bands and people scream at you for standing up in front of them.
In New York City during the mid to late 70's, the drug of choice for most teenagers or people in their early 20's was tuinal and seconal both prescription drugs. These two were powerful barbiturates. Mixing it with alcohol caused you to lose your soul. Crowds were almost always ghouled and zombified. A sweeping change in some laws completely eliminated these prescription drugs from the streets. By the late 70's, amphetamines and alcohol took over. This changed the moods of the crowd from zombies to mind numbing violence. I was at a Ted Nugent/AC-DC show at MSG in 1979 which the NYPD called the "rowdiest show of all time". All the orchestra seats were ripped up off the studs and thrown in a pile that was at least 25 feet high. Some type of accelerant was poured on it, and a huge bonfire was set. At a Parliament-Funkadelic show I saw in 1978, the NYPD Tactical Force stormed the orchestra area twice to break up gang fights between various Harlem factions. When a guy was thrown off the second deck and landed ten feet away from me I knew it was time for this white man to leave. During The Who's 1979 run at the Garden, kids were taking every hot dog and food cart within five blocks and tipping them over on 7th Avenue which became a sea of mustard and Yoo Hoo. By the mid 80's the violence had gone down drastically. It also made the shows a lot less fun in my opinion.


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No that was it. Before I started my career I killed some time working for a department store called A & S. I was on the loading dock and the only white guy there. The brothers and I all became fast friends and hung out together all the time. They were all excited about the P-Funk with Bootsy Collins opening. However, one of their crew couldn't make it at the last minute. They asked me if I wanted to go and said thanks but no thanks. They kept prodding me and I kept saying no. Finally one guy tells me "P-Funk is like the black KISS". I gave him ten points for imagination and said sure. When I got to the Garden i was the only peckerwood there. My buddies took care of me though. Actually, no one even looked at me twice.



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