Alvin Lee ...I saw him play years after Woodstock when the group was named Ten Years Later (they were Ten Years After for a bit too). A power trio. I saw them play at a venue indoors ...a huge old movie theater that had been a regular theater at one time. Stacks of Marshall amps across the back of the stage. They had to halt the show temporarily when during a bass solo (that was de rigeure back then, every player took his ten minute solo) plaster started falling from the ceiling ...hehehe. But as things were, after a few custodial flashlights performed a perfunctory examination of the ceiling, the show went on. I was just a kid at the time, couldn't even drive yet. But that's how things were, no helmets, no seatbelts, you could even make it across a parking lot on a summer's day without bottled water, and a little thing like the possible collapse of a roof was not going to deter a promoter or the band. Glory days. I'm Going Home... to See my Baby, I'd lLove to Change the World, etc.
Hell, back in the day tiles full of asbestos falling on your head in your 2nd grade classroom didn't mean shit. If nobody got hit, you laughed. If someone got hit they headed to the nurse's office. Lucky ducks.
Yep, there were asbestos covered pipes in the boys lockerroom, one door exited into the gym, and the other to a small weight room area then through to the athletic fields. Over that doorway, a pipe. Every now and again, someone would reach/jump up and smack it showering the guy behind him with white powder... asbestos.
Alvin Lee ...I saw him play years after Woodstock when the group was named Ten Years Later (they were Ten Years After for a bit too). A power trio. I saw them play at a venue indoors ...a huge old movie theater that had been a regular theater at one time. Stacks of Marshall amps across the back of the stage. They had to halt the show temporarily when during a bass solo (that was de rigeure back then, every player took his ten minute solo) plaster started falling from the ceiling ...hehehe. But as things were, after a few custodial flashlights performed a perfunctory examination of the ceiling, the show went on. I was just a kid at the time, couldn't even drive yet. But that's how things were, no helmets, no seatbelts, you could even make it across a parking lot on a summer's day without bottled water, and a little thing like the possible collapse of a roof was not going to deter a promoter or the band. Glory days. I'm Going Home... to See my Baby, I'd lLove to Change the World, etc.
Hell, back in the day tiles full of asbestos falling on your head in your 2nd grade classroom didn't mean shit. If nobody got hit, you laughed. If someone got hit they headed to the nurse's office. Lucky ducks.
Yep, there were asbestos covered pipes in the boys lockerroom, one door exited into the gym, and the other to a small weight room area then through to the athletic fields. Over that doorway, a pipe. Every now and again, someone would reach/jump up and smack it showering the guy behind him with white powder... asbestos.