To preach use guinea signal of had vehicle apr 6 ahem yelled out 10 pesetas to the first that can knock one of those fluorescent tubes out of that ceiling... at which point everybody on the crew launched a bottle at that it rained bottles fluorescent tubes for a couple of minutes... Donald's really nice boots he had just bought the day before were stolen from the dressing room that night as well... I remember him leaving the show his sock feet singing the line from the old Kenner Alan Toussaint I like it like that that went The Last Time I Was Down There I Lost Shoes... We went by the hotel on our way out of town picked up a driver who had brought us a new tractor unit for our damaged truck... while the bus was parked outside, several of the crew snuck into the wine cellars kitchens of the hotel stole a load of wines champagnes... not to mention about 10 lbs of Napoleon pastries... they were ever yummy... we had just been thru some days had the next one off all the lads were jolly the bubbly was flowing... I remember brushing teeth with Moet Chandon the next morning as we had more than we knew what to do with... barcelona friday 14 nov 1975 the unknown venue are a historic theatre from barcelona whin name is Casino L' alianca Poblenou. i'm present busted big neon and think that theatre not have any faul that they werw breaking this historical ligth. but now is a history theatre also that BOC crash this light. that they were breaking this historical light Rewind the way-back machine to November 16th,1975. I was just 18 attending first quarter at the all girl American Fashion College of Switzerland Luzern. Homesick for hearing anyone who could speak English, I took the hour train ride north to Zurich to a band I had never heard of, solely on the poster that had USA printed across the bottom large capitol letters. Arriving early for the sound check, I met Watkins LD, from SeeFactor who ran the amazing red and green laser light-show and Downey, tour manager, who had the biggest fro ever seen on a white Hanging with crew for a few hours was like being beamed home stateside. The vibe was good. The music was infectious. I didn't want it to end. When invited to the next show Brussels, I gladly accepted and jumped on board the tour bus to join the endless party of roadie debauchery. first Blue Oyster Cult Gig Hot Rails to Hell...whoww... A hot Saturday afternoon back 1975... old Tube-Radio Room, me 19 Years old still living by parents a countryside Village Switzerland... First Time I heard about Blue Oyster Cult... I got possessed then and still i am... October 75 instead of learning for profession, me and friend went to Munich Oktoberfest and a small Shoppingmall we bought On your Feet and on your Knees. Back Home there was this Ad Blue Oyster Cult are coming to Switzerland... I couldn't believe it, great News like having Christmas, Easter and Birthday together. No problem to get the Tickets and then almost no sleep till 16. November 1975. Back the Days, it was not usual to have a Car that age and a older Friend of us had a fast Ford Capri and Time because it was and while smoking some Weed he drove us to Zurich. It was the first Time for me to a real Concert a big City, and I was amazed to Freaks. The Venue Volkshaus was and still is a a pretty old Building the Center of the City with Space for about 1000 People and has a nice Bar to get some Beers. First there was this Support Act Goertz and Garza, somewhat a Mixture between Country, Folk, and Popsongs... boring and enough Time to have a couple of Beer and another Spliff... And then, its already 40 bloody Years ago but I still remember like it was yesterday, there was a dark Stage with some strange Sound, a Voice howling on your Feet or on your Knees, from New City, here they are, the amazing Blue Oyster Cult They started with Stairway to the Stars and the Gig ended with a brutal Born to be wild. Behind the transparent Drumkit the Middle green the Symbol from the Cover of the first Longplayer, on the left and on the right the Cronos-Symbol red... like a black Mass... I was liked paralized, a earshattering noise like deep from Hell, a fantastic Lightshow with dry Ice, Stroboscops and Machinegunfire, duelling Guitars black and white, explosions, smoke and Gasmasks at the End... unbelieviable... The Audience was almost on their Knees and after the Concert at the Trainstation, when we were waiting on the Train back to our village, our ears were still ringing from the sheer Soundassault and even the Message from the Speakers, who told about the incoming Train sounded to our tormented Ears something like Hot rails to hell... first Concert, and the Years until today I had the Luck to Blue Oyster Cult Concerts, but this was the Concert of Life... Thanks to Blue