Socialized puppy i can do needed walks, project or synthetic was Michigan this year for the 50th Anniversary Bash. BOC and Foghat this year. I was 16 years old and this was one of first big rock experiences. I was blown-away by the heavy sound that the BOC had. I had listened to the first two albums and dug the sound on them. When the live show came, I was there. I still can hear the ringing ears from that show today. That was definitely the best BOC show I have seen to date. The all band members ME262 guitar only jam was really memorable. The Cities on Flame loosened all fillings too. I can't even remember what Journey played that night... It didn't matter. When BOC finished up, nothing compared. The feeling I had when the lights the auditorium went on was only surpassed by the echoes of the amplifiers ears. I looked around and as I focused on people, I noticed that nobody was really moving much at first. I'm sure they must have felt the way I did.... that surreal feeling you have after witnessing a car crash at night, the lights of the cars shining through the steam and the sparkle of glass the lights as it settles to the slow motion and everything comes to a rest. Standing there slack jawed wishing the show would go on for just a bit longer. Not ready to leave just yet. But finding brother and our girlfriends standing near by I decided to make the first sound. Fucken eh!!!, I said to brother as I made way past a few other souls standing between us. The look his eyes was all I needed as he too was blown-away. The intensity has only been matched one time since. That was a Danny Gatton show a small club venue known as Sully's Blue Room, Dearborn Michigan around 1991 supporting 88 St. Thanks for the site, Thanks for the memories! Schon or Journey could never kick out the jams like BOC One hell of a show that night. The very first note of Stairway to the Stars was accompanied by semi-nuclear flashpot explosions. people found themselves a couple rows back! There was a dozen or of us the front of the balcony. were first timers. All of us blown away. Myself it was BOC show #4. Seattle WA; woke up late and then trying to get to that show, the crew's broke down leaving Portland, we had to drop it off at a dealership, go back downtown and hook up with the band and fly up to Seattle with the band.. We had a on the crew that had little to do that we named him Gravy.. and true to form he got snot-flyin drunk on the plane... On arrival, I had to pretty much him off the plane and drop him a wheelchair to get to baggage claim... the bags were delayed and Gravy had surfaced enough that he began doing wheelies all over the baggage claim the wheelchair... Bloom was fascinated with his technique and availed himself of a wheelchair and lessons ensued... much to the delight of the other passengers and officials... Bloom caught on fast and had it down by the time the bags were there... the live version of Dizbusters that's on one of the remasters says it's from 1974... it isn't it's from this same Paramount 75 show... and was looking right at Gravy standing over on stage right with me as he dished out his little rap later that evening about Me 'n' Beck and doin wheelies down the hall jet-powered wheelchairs and grabbin all the nurses... 5 July 1975 was first ever concert of any kind. I was 18 and the U.S. Army. I remember the line all the way around the block outside of the Paramount NW. I had 100 hits of LSD on person... eating, selling and dropping some on the I was as high as a kite... but tune with every single note that was played by BOC. The Paramount was the perfect venue for BOC... you could hear a pin drop from the top row. I remember 's little shorts... 's white suit. It was a scene straight out of the inside of the OYFOOYK album cover. It was the most amazing thing that I had ever seen.... and nothing has ever come close since. shooting a 6 foot bolt of lightning out of his finger at the end of Flaming Telepaths. I remember watching spec5 Hough inhale a whole freshly lit joint down his throat as the flashpots went off at the start of born to be wild.