Well, I remembered so more stuff. While I'm typing this, I am uploading two more videos on Youtube, upstairs, on my daughter's laptop. What a country!.
First, I would like to recognize our "Roadies". Mike in the Attack, and Wayne and Dennis for White Light. The term, "Roadies" had not been invented yet. We called them, "Equipment Men". These guys were dedicated and very serious about their job. They would load, unload, and set up the equipment. All we had to do was go on stage, and plug-in. They would take care of whatever else you needed. We loved them, man!
The Carnival Lounge was located on West Vernor and Scotten, Detroit. A very tough Mexican neighborhood.We felt safe. the locals loved us. One night, while we were playing, a gunshot rang out! It seems an underage, wannabe patron, took exception to the bouncer rejecting his I.D., and shot him in the back. In all the confusion, we were told to "Keep Playing". The Bouncer was okay. The proprietor's name was Doc, and we received a free drink after every set. Only place to ever do that.
Right after that gig, the "People's Choice", played at Lafayette Orleans Club, across the street from Lafayette Towers in Detroit. Another culture shock. This place was a high class suit and tie, Black nightclub. Frequented by Detroit Lions, and visiting N.F.L. teams. Lions played at Tiger Stadium in those days. No free drinks there. We were offered "day" prices". So it goes.
Thanks for reading,
Rocky
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