Thursday, September 29, 2005

Show Day in Detroit

Up at 8. Load-in's not until 10am. I head in and check out the building.

We're at the Joe Louis Arena in Detroit, home of the Red Wings.

Hockey - don’t get it. Never will. You throw a punch in any other sport and you get your ass thrown out of the game. Oh, well, different strokes for different folks.



Right next door is Cobo Hall, where Kiss Alive (their first live album) was recorded. Sort of – the show was taped, but they pretty much overdubbed everything afterwards.

The Joe, as it's known, sits on the Detroit River. Just across the water from Windsor, Ontario, Canada. The river…







Saw some birds out by the boardwalk, so I went to my bus and grabbed all the stale bread out of the cabinet to feed it to them…



Here's Mark Wise, our venue security director. Wonder how clean he gets his ears when using a sharpie?



After the show, I'm badly in need of sleep. I pack as fast as possible and head to the bus, in hopes of getting to bed early. Crawl into my bunk just before midnight, read 20 pages of my book, and out I go…

1 comment:

Face Melter said...

"Hockey - don’t get it. Never will. You throw a punch in any other sport and you get your ass thrown out of the game."

OK, first off, you're from the south - of course you don't get it. Secondly, being able to throw a punch during play is one of the many things that makes hockey so cool, and as far as I'm concerned, it's one of the many things that makes football suck. Illegal contact here there and everywhere. Fuck that.