Memories,Meetings,Memorabilia and the story and pictures behind them.

HughFreakingDillon

GlowGirl said:

OK. I have a very long story that I have been wanting to post for while. I have told it to a few people on here already, but after reading some of these stories, I decided to post mine as well. In 1996 the Who played six nights of their Quadrophenia show at MSG. I had tickets to see one of them. After that show through a chain of events that started with me randomly meeting one of the lighting guys and ending up with me meeting Pete Townshend's brother Paul, I got a backstage pass for their final night's shows (courtesy of Paul Townshend). I watched the entire show from the soundboard with Roger Daltrey's daughers. It was a great show. After it was over, I went backstage and met Pete Townshend. He was my hero at the time, and I was completely in shock. He was nice enough to sign my ticket and take a photo with me using my 35mm film camera that I brought. I also got one of his picks. That would have been enough. However, a few people I met backstage invited me to go to a bar with them around the corner. We get to the bar and at this big table are a bunch of people including Pete Townshend, and Eddie Vedder. I sat down at the table and could not say a word. I was really tongue tied. After about 20 minutes Pete stood up and said his goodbyes, but the rest of us stayed. I told Paul that I was a fan of Pearl Jam. So, he brought be over to Eddie and introduced me. At that point, Eddie was sitting at one of those high bar tables with the stools. He told me to have a seat. Paul walked away and I sat and talked with Eddie for about 20 minutes. He was really nice. I was working on my doctoral dissertation at the time and he asked me to tell him about it. After a while, word got out that he was there and the bar got really crowded. People were coming up to our table and asking him to sign things. He did it for a while, then I could tell he was getting over it. I was still sitting there the whole time.

The bar was getting ready to close and John Entwhistle's girlfriend (who I had met earlier) invited us all back to their hotel suite (at the Riga Royal hotel - which is no longer around). John was not at the bar, so I hadn't seen him yet. Anyway, we all go back to the suite (which was bigger than my apartment), and had an after party. At one point I found myself in the kitchen with Eddie Vedder and some other guy smoking a joint and talking about the Beach Boys. It was all so surreal. John Entwhistle was really drunk and passed out under the dining room table. At around 7:00am his girlfriend kicked us all out. I gave Eddie a hug goodbye and told him how much I loved his music and meeting him. I then asked him if I could get a photo with him since I was still carrying around my camera. He said I didn't need a photo and tapped me on the head and said all the photos I need were right there. I guess that was his way of saying NO!! you can't take my photo. Of course I respected it. No cell phones then to sneakily take any photos. I only had that big film camera.

After that I had to go to work, but was high on adrenaline for a long time. When I was at work I sent my friend in Prague a long email detailing the entire night. I am sure that email has more details than I remember here. He did print out the email since he thought it was so cool. Every so often I ask him if he can find it. He thinks he still has it, but is not sure where it is. Anyway, thanks for letting me share my story on what was one of the greatest nights of my life.

I've heard this one before, but I never get tired of reading it. This is by far my fave "band meeting" story of all time. Love it. 

GlowGirl

HughFreakingDillon said:

GlowGirl said:

OK. I have a very long story that I have been wanting to post for while. I have told it to a few people on here already, but after reading some of these stories, I decided to post mine as well. In 1996 the Who played six nights of their Quadrophenia show at MSG. I had tickets to see one of them. After that show through a chain of events that started with me randomly meeting one of the lighting guys and ending up with me meeting Pete Townshend's brother Paul, I got a backstage pass for their final night's shows (courtesy of Paul Townshend). I watched the entire show from the soundboard with Roger Daltrey's daughers. It was a great show. After it was over, I went backstage and met Pete Townshend. He was my hero at the time, and I was completely in shock. He was nice enough to sign my ticket and take a photo with me using my 35mm film camera that I brought. I also got one of his picks. That would have been enough. However, a few people I met backstage invited me to go to a bar with them around the corner. We get to the bar and at this big table are a bunch of people including Pete Townshend, and Eddie Vedder. I sat down at the table and could not say a word. I was really tongue tied. After about 20 minutes Pete stood up and said his goodbyes, but the rest of us stayed. I told Paul that I was a fan of Pearl Jam. So, he brought be over to Eddie and introduced me. At that point, Eddie was sitting at one of those high bar tables with the stools. He told me to have a seat. Paul walked away and I sat and talked with Eddie for about 20 minutes. He was really nice. I was working on my doctoral dissertation at the time and he asked me to tell him about it. After a while, word got out that he was there and the bar got really crowded. People were coming up to our table and asking him to sign things. He did it for a while, then I could tell he was getting over it. I was still sitting there the whole time.

The bar was getting ready to close and John Entwhistle's girlfriend (who I had met earlier) invited us all back to their hotel suite (at the Riga Royal hotel - which is no longer around). John was not at the bar, so I hadn't seen him yet. Anyway, we all go back to the suite (which was bigger than my apartment), and had an after party. At one point I found myself in the kitchen with Eddie Vedder and some other guy smoking a joint and talking about the Beach Boys. It was all so surreal. John Entwhistle was really drunk and passed out under the dining room table. At around 7:00am his girlfriend kicked us all out. I gave Eddie a hug goodbye and told him how much I loved his music and meeting him. I then asked him if I could get a photo with him since I was still carrying around my camera. He said I didn't need a photo and tapped me on the head and said all the photos I need were right there. I guess that was his way of saying NO!! you can't take my photo. Of course I respected it. No cell phones then to sneakily take any photos. I only had that big film camera.

After that I had to go to work, but was high on adrenaline for a long time. When I was at work I sent my friend in Prague a long email detailing the entire night. I am sure that email has more details than I remember here. He did print out the email since he thought it was so cool. Every so often I ask him if he can find it. He thinks he still has it, but is not sure where it is. Anyway, thanks for letting me share my story on what was one of the greatest nights of my life.

I've heard this one before, but I never get tired of reading it. This is by far my fave "band meeting" story of all time. Love it. 

Thanks. I remember telling you this story a while ago. I finally posted it all this time later.

Loujoe

Great story glowgirl. Must have felt like a dream.

JH6056

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lastexitlondon

Glowgirl. 
I was so absorbed in that great story

darwinstheory

GlowGirl said:

OK. I have a very long story that I have been wanting to post for while. I have told it to a few people on here already, but after reading some of these stories, I decided to post mine as well. In 1996 the Who played six nights of their Quadrophenia show at MSG. I had tickets to see one of them. After that show through a chain of events that started with me randomly meeting one of the lighting guys and ending up with me meeting Pete Townshend's brother Paul, I got a backstage pass for their final night's shows (courtesy of Paul Townshend). I watched the entire show from the soundboard with Roger Daltrey's daughers. It was a great show. After it was over, I went backstage and met Pete Townshend. He was my hero at the time, and I was completely in shock. He was nice enough to sign my ticket and take a photo with me using my 35mm film camera that I brought. I also got one of his picks. That would have been enough. However, a few people I met backstage invited me to go to a bar with them around the corner. We get to the bar and at this big table are a bunch of people including Pete Townshend, and Eddie Vedder. I sat down at the table and could not say a word. I was really tongue tied. After about 20 minutes Pete stood up and said his goodbyes, but the rest of us stayed. I told Paul that I was a fan of Pearl Jam. So, he brought be over to Eddie and introduced me. At that point, Eddie was sitting at one of those high bar tables with the stools. He told me to have a seat. Paul walked away and I sat and talked with Eddie for about 20 minutes. He was really nice. I was working on my doctoral dissertation at the time and he asked me to tell him about it. After a while, word got out that he was there and the bar got really crowded. People were coming up to our table and asking him to sign things. He did it for a while, then I could tell he was getting over it. I was still sitting there the whole time.

The bar was getting ready to close and John Entwhistle's girlfriend (who I had met earlier) invited us all back to their hotel suite (at the Riga Royal hotel - which is no longer around). John was not at the bar, so I hadn't seen him yet. Anyway, we all go back to the suite (which was bigger than my apartment), and had an after party. At one point I found myself in the kitchen with Eddie Vedder and some other guy smoking a joint and talking about the Beach Boys. It was all so surreal. John Entwhistle was really drunk and passed out under the dining room table. At around 7:00am his girlfriend kicked us all out. I gave Eddie a hug goodbye and told him how much I loved his music and meeting him. I then asked him if I could get a photo with him since I was still carrying around my camera. He said I didn't need a photo and tapped me on the head and said all the photos I need were right there. I guess that was his way of saying NO!! you can't take my photo. Of course I respected it. No cell phones then to sneakily take any photos. I only had that big film camera.

After that I had to go to work, but was high on adrenaline for a long time. When I was at work I sent my friend in Prague a long email detailing the entire night. I am sure that email has more details than I remember here. He did print out the email since he thought it was so cool. Every so often I ask him if he can find it. He thinks he still has it, but is not sure where it is. Anyway, thanks for letting me share my story on what was one of the greatest nights of my life.

What a fantastic story! A truly unforgettable epic night that must have been. 

edwho

JH6056 said:

Wow, quite a collection! I want to hear any stories you are willing to tell, but I am *especially* wanting to hear show (and before/after show) details of Frank Zappa, David Bowie, and RICHARD PRYOR LIVE???  Wow, how were those?

Ok, Richard Pryor. I'll write on that. Definitely before/after to this. But deeper then just the concert. About a time in the life of a white Chicago teen and his diverse friends playing records by this outrageous black comedian on the back stairs on a portable record player. On these recording Richard spoke and joked about things we knew well and about things we didn't know quite so well - yet. Another thing about the records was the audience could be heard laughing even when Richard Pryor wasn't talking.  So you knew there was more to it. Had to see a show.  

A show on the tour I saw in 1983 was filmed and officially released. It’s called Here and Now.

These were sober times for Richard Pryor and he talked to Johnny Carson about that year:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuV1tgw-YII

It may take a while to put together. So many of you write so beautifully, I may ask someone to read my post before I post it.

lastexitlondon

i just found i had these in an old tool  box of all places. 

Loujoe

Hilarious. Good hiding spot! Music is a tool to fix my head.
Your setlists makes me wish I saw sg a couple more times. Those songs must have been killer live.

Loujoe

lastexitlondon said:

i just found i had these in an old tool  box of all places. 

https://community.pearljam.com/discussion/281586/setlist-hunters-post-your-pics#latest
Post them here if you want. Cool to see a bunch of different setlists in one spot.

lastexitlondon

Loujoe said:

lastexitlondon said:

i just found i had these in an old tool  box of all places. 

https://community.pearljam.com/discussion/281586/setlist-hunters-post-your-pics#latest
Post them here if you want. Cool to see a bunch of different setlists in one spot.

I will thank you i have a few more too.

Loujoe

Hot! brother from another

JH6056

edwho said:

JH6056 said:

Wow, quite a collection! I want to hear any stories you are willing to tell, but I am *especially* wanting to hear show (and before/after show) details of Frank Zappa, David Bowie, and RICHARD PRYOR LIVE???  Wow, how were those?

Ok, Richard Pryor. I'll write on that. Definitely before/after to this. But deeper then just the concert. About a time in the life of a white Chicago teen and his diverse friends playing records by this outrageous black comedian on the back stairs on a portable record player. On these recording Richard spoke and joked about things we knew well and about things we didn't know quite so well - yet. Another thing about the records was the audience could be heard laughing even when Richard Pryor wasn't talking.  So you knew there was more to it. Had to see a show.  

A show on the tour I saw in 1983 was filmed and officially released. It’s called Here and Now.

These were sober times for Richard Pryor and he talked to Johnny Carson about that year:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuV1tgw-YII

It may take a while to put together. So many of you write so beautifully, I may ask someone to read my post before I post it.

I missed this before, that is amazing, I love the imagery of you & your friends and a portable record player and both all the stuff you did know and all the stuff you didn't yet know.  About how old were you guys?  On  Richard Pryor record I'm sure there was plenty to learn...

Really hope you do write up what it was like to see him live then. 

I was a kid and saw Eddie Murphy live in LA on the Raw tour, my aunt took me and my cousin.  Part of his routine was about angry Black moms throwing shoes at kids like ninjas, and my cousin & I looked right at my aunt because she'd thrown shoes at my cousin!

It was at the LA Forum, and while from a comedy point of view it was definitely a historical era, for me that night was most meaningful because at some point in the show Murphy told a joke about Stevie Wonder and then said he was in the audience.  This was one of the 1st times I was like "Oh, Stevie Wonder is here? We are finding him after this show" and I was a KID! And... we found him!  So that show was most memorable for me as the 1st of 2 times I met Stevie Wonder, who is one of my favorite artists from the time I was wee to now. Forever.

JH6056

lastexitlondon said:

i just found i had these in an old tool  box of all places. 

Super cool! I now have an image of your house as somewhere that, like you drop something behind your couch and when you move the couch to get it you find precious rock memorabilia, like a drum head or an actual guitar! 

lastexitlondon

Its been tough because  i had lived in a house  for years and had space  for "stuff". I got divorced and had to leave stuff at family or friends  or pack it all in such small  spaces. So i sold  all my posters for well to little and kept the small  gems.  I moved into a house with my partner and youngest  daughter  now im spreading out and finding some cool stuff. 

lastexitlondon

I found these also . I took these from a railing before the Shepards bush show. Now i thought i will decorate my shed. Excise the dirt on the window. The builders  look like they crapped on it. I will get to cleaning it now!

NEweather

Awesome stories! 
 Mine is lackluster, in comparison- a long time ago a friend and I went to see Tom Morello as The Nightwatchman in SF. Good show, I remember Ike Reilly was really good. We bought a shirt, and they gave us a little sandisk sticker, and informed us we could line-up and have a meet'n'greet with Tom Morello because we purchased merch. Excited, we were in line, and I wanted to thank him for a playing tip he had shared in a then recent guitar mag.-but when sat down across the table- I couldnt say anything. We had a "sharpie" moment was all. He initialed my tix.stub.   Someone I have really admired- and I couldnt say "...Thanks for telling boys and girls, to lean on the F sharp."  -darn! 

HughFreakingDillon

NEweather said:

Awesome stories! 
 Mine is lackluster, in comparison- a long time ago a friend and I went to see Tom Morello as The Nightwatchman in SF. Good show, I remember Ike Reilly was really good. We bought a shirt, and they gave us a little sandisk sticker, and informed us we could line-up and have a meet'n'greet with Tom Morello because we purchased merch. Excited, we were in line, and I wanted to thank him for a playing tip he had shared in a then recent guitar mag.-but when sat down across the table- I couldnt say anything. We had a "sharpie" moment was all. He initialed my tix.stub.   Someone I have really admired- and I couldnt say "...Thanks for telling boys and girls, to lean on the F sharp."  -darn! 

I drew a fucking blank when meeting Anthrax and all I could muster was telling Scott Ian I liked his goatee. 

SMFH

lost the Persistence of Time cassette signed by the entire band too. fuckery all around. 

GlowGirl

For those of you who read my story above, you will recall that I was hanging out with Eddie Vedder and others at a bar after The Who concert at MSG. The other night I was up in that neighborhood and walked by the bar- or what used to be the bar. Damn!! For me that place has historic landmark status   

JH6056

NEweather said:

Awesome stories! 
 Mine is lackluster, in comparison- a long time ago a friend and I went to see Tom Morello as The Nightwatchman in SF. Good show, I remember Ike Reilly was really good. We bought a shirt, and they gave us a little sandisk sticker, and informed us we could line-up and have a meet'n'greet with Tom Morello because we purchased merch. Excited, we were in line, and I wanted to thank him for a playing tip he had shared in a then recent guitar mag.-but when sat down across the table- I couldnt say anything. We had a "sharpie" moment was all. He initialed my tix.stub.   Someone I have really admired- and I couldnt say "...Thanks for telling boys and girls, to lean on the F sharp."  -darn! 

Any story about meeting a musician you respect & who inspires you, after seeing them play a really good show, is wonderful! Thanks for sharing it! And at least you didn't blurt out anything bizarre, as I may or may not have done a few times (more like making what I thought was a funny joke that fell SO flat it wasn't funny!).

My most mortifying stories of meeting people I admire are so mortifying to me, I'm still too traumatized to speak of them. They are Voldermorts of mortifying stories to me.