First rock show ever was Rush, 81, Charlotte, NC when I was 14. I thought of Rush as a "serious" band with very serious themes. The opening song before they came on was the theme to The Three Stooges... I was devastated for a few moments and then treated to the most fun and adventure a kid should ever be allowed to have.
In 83, again in Charlotte, I had the nerve to knock on the door of their bus and give someone, anyone a homemade cassette tape of my songs and guitar work. A very annoyed looking skinny dude opened the door and patiently listened to my rambling and accepted my tape... said he would try and listen to it. He then closed the door to the bus. I walked away and sat down nearby hoping to see the guys in the band exit for the coliseum.
Five minutes later the door opened and the skinny dude looked around and spotted me sitting by the curve. He came over and sat down beside me and told me he had listened to the tape and then said, "... the guys listened to the tape as well and and enjoyed what they heard and asked me to tell you to keep it up and keep writing your own material." He gave me a t-shirt and told me to enjoy the show.
During the Presto tour we saw the band play the night of Alex's birthday and a stripper was just off stage at the beginning of the first set shaking her boobs in Alex's direction. He smiled through at least four songs and Neil and Geddy laughed their asses off until she left.
My Rush stories.
