60s-70's CONCERT PRICES - EAT YOUR F'ing HEART OUT

1972 - Stones - University of Alabama - BLEW ME AWAY - FOR $6.00!!!!!!!!

 

$14.00 - Just wish I could remember more of it.
INCLUDING --

 

March 1971 - Allman Brothers & Johnny Winter -- HOLY SHIT - WHAT A SHOW -- $4.50

 

The best deal I ever got on a concert was seeing Govt. Mules 1000th show. It was at the Warfield in San Francisco. I payed $26. The first song of the second set Phil Lesh came out and sat in. Followed by Bob Weir, Billy Kreutsman, Mickey Hart, and Jeff Chimenti. The only ones missing were Jerry Garcia (obviously) and Jimmy Herring (third guitarist in that line up of "The Dead"). So I essentially saw the Dead for $26 when the cheap seats were going for $75.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

Another Memorial Coliseum concert in Tuscaloosa, Ala - Univ. of Alabama in May of 1969 - Tripping my ass off. $3.50 for the good seats.

 

The topic of these University of Alabama shows came up again recently.

Student leaders were made aware that they were given free use of a local venue a couple times a year. The Student Govmt was looking into taking advantage of this again, but found out that the money to pay the artists back then were from state and federal education funds intended, and that the shows were likely a way to spend up the budget in order to make sure they got the same funding the following year. Basically, it was a tax dodge, so student prices on UofA shows were low to prevent making any money!

The AP article even mentioned the Hendrix show, as well as Janis and The Who doing campus performances while touring.

Now Atlanta pop festival, thats a diff story - every freak in the south made their way to that gig!

 

The ticket stubs are long lost.... Lynyrd Skynyrd (and Gary Wright among others), July 4, 1975, Rickwood Field, Birmingham, AL. Admission was $1.99 to commemorate the 199th Birthday of the United States.

 

Seems to me that I remember my Led Zeppelin ticket being something like $14 in the mid-70's.

 

Beatles at Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto 1966 $5

 

Hey, Ludwig1953; I was at that concert. FOR FREE!!! Our band came in second place in a battle of the bands some weeks previous, and we got free tickets to the show; the 1st place band got to OPEN FOR THE BEATLES. Of course, the 1st place band was CANADIAN, and we were from "the States". I sat about 100 feet from the stage, on the floor. Cheap metal chairs, that we had to STAND ON to see the band. The screaming was louder than the music; my ears rang for week afterwards! Does your screen name refer to the drums you may have played back then?

 

I saw the Beatles ~1961 or 2 - free. My buddies and I had "press passes" from "Texas Catholic News" (I don't know if there was such a publication). They were laminated with photos. Very nice for the time. The concert peeps just let us right in. I remember a few kids had Beatles-like hair-dos and they were chased by bunches of girls. Except for a few people in Cali and whatnot, nobody was psychedelic yet. NOT YET.

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Now, for $30-50/weekend, you can go to local psytrance campouts, which are very cool. And there are bigger scenes, like Shambhala - extraordinary.

 

Here's what one of those gatherings (a couple of weeks ago) is like for me.

In the woods again

I drove to the festival site a day early so I could help with setting up. The fest was in the country, with lots of little roads wandering through the heavily wooded and slightly hilly site. It was pretty much a classic hippie operation and nothing was happening ahead of time on the set-up, so I spent my time relaxing, talking with people, and setting up a good campsite with tents and a canvas gazebo in a clearing in the woods about a 5 minute walk to the main stage and a 3 minute walk to several other stages.

Friday it was the same deal, though I spent about 30 minutes setting up a dome at one of the dance floors. Two of the people I was meeting up with showed up around 5 – an old hospice friend and a friend of his. My best friend and brother-in-arms from the war in Vietnam got there with two of his friends and our group was complete. We hung out at the campsite, talking and having a few bowls and around 9, three of us took 24-28mg 4AcO-DMT, two of us ate some mushrooms, and one depended (and rightfully so) on the contact. We read a few passages from a Stephen Gaskin book, sang a few lines from that old song, “We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing ...” and started walking around in the woods. Some of the DJs were starting to play and some random people had little sound systems going. I met a few friends from previous parties, but we were coming on stronger and stronger. Some of the music was inviting and some was just too much. We got lost, of course, and several of us had rubber-legs, so we gradually made our way (the endless trek, groan) back to our campsite where some of us chilled for the rest of the night and some went to dance. The CEVs were spectacular – when I asked my old hospice mate about what he was seeing, he said, “I haven't gotten that far yet.” Later, he'd gone to his tent for an hour or so and so I went to see how he was doing. He said, “I can't function.” We brought him into the gazebo, wrapped him in a blanket, and he got a massage. Altogether it was a good and connecting trip for most of us. My friend from the VN war and I laid in the gazebo talking until 3 or 4 and drifted off to sleep.

The next day we hung out, same program, except my hospice friend left. I had baked 4 batches of chocolate chip cookies (extra chocolate, extra nuts) and had a good time handing them out around the fest grounds. There was music happening throughout the day at several dance floors, so it was all happening. Around 7 or 8pm my VN friend, the two people he brought with him, and I took 200-225mg molly. The person who came with my hospice friend didn't drop (he has a history of cardiovascular disease, and it didn't seem like a good idea). By now there was some serious bonding going on among the four of us (before the molly) and of course, when we began coming on the bonding intensified. We danced and embraced and talked and danced and embraced until around 3am and it was just so perfect!

The music tapered off around 8am Sunday I'm told (I was still asleep). What an amazing concept – a party that lasts from Friday night until Sunday morning!

We all left Sunday and over the next few days, I felt the tiredness and background euphoria that molly brings to me. As it turns out, the others of the four of us were feeling pretty much the same way. Out of this it looks like we'll be together in a few weeks for some biscuits and molly – either at a large gathering or in a big meadow waaaaay off in the woods where my VN friend lives. The trips and connecting were powerful, not so much in getting way out there, but in terms of loving and beauty and seeing a way into the future for us.

Namaste

 

I seem to remember a Springsteen ticket costing me about £7.50 at Bingley Hall, staffs, England - for a three hour show -woo hoo