1991: This page is a preliminary document - a placeholder if you like - for some text entries for the BOC history for this year.
I have some more images to add to this page when I get the chance - so if you've sent me stuff for this page and can't see it yet, please be patient - I'll get there in the end.
The reason I'm posting this page before it's even remotely ready to go online properly is that as soon as a new History page goes up, people start sending me stuff for it. So my logic is this - I'll put this up quick and maybe you kind folks will get typing and scanning and start sending me info for this year...
As usual, this page, as with a great part of the rest of the site, would not have been possible without the help of ex-BOC roadie, Sam Judd, and it's his notes which inform many of the facts contained herein...
Have you got anything to contribute to this page? Reviews, missing info, ticket stubs, posters etc etc - if so, let me .
This gig was at the Omni in Oakland, CA.
Opening bands were local bands: Black Tide, My Victim. Both were terrible.
Thursday 02/28/1991 - Amazing Grace/Blue Oyster Cult: Sinbads, Williamsville, NY
Notes: I went with Kitty and Adrian, I was just shy of 21, but I chalked up my ID. I got through, Adrian didn't.
Set list (not in order):
The show at New George's in San Rafael, California on 91-05-06 was the last time Diz-Busters was played.
Eric asked me and Sandy Pearlman before the show if we desired anything special for the show and we both at the same time said Diz... and that's it...
The version went down somewhat weird with a minor misunderstanding between Buck, Ron Riddle on one hand and Jon Rogers with Eric and Allen on the other.... it sort of was... shall we dare saying it... somewhat untogether... and not to be repeated again to this day... maybe this can all change now that we're in the 2000s ;-)
I remember my first show. BOC had consumed my life since I was 11 years old and I had to wait 10 long years to see them with my own eyes. I was finally 21 and they were playing at Biddy Muligan's on the north side of Chicago. It was June 20 something 1991. It was a long time coming, I was finally going to see my only favorite band. But suckiness was about to strike, I got real sick days before the show. High fever (103.5), weak, crap coming outta both ends, ugh! But there was no way in Hell or this life that I was gonna let some stupid ass virus ruin this night!
My husband and brother, his girlfriend at the time and I drove up there and were early enough to be the very first in line to get in the door. We waited and waited as the line grew and what little strength I had vanished. When they finally let us in, my brother dragged my sorry ass quickly to the stage and parked me leaning against a speaker that was right in front of Buck's mic. I was so close my boobs rested on the stage. I was in a dream like state, brought on by the fever, though I convinced myself it was the sheer awesomeness of being where I was, finally.
The place filled up fast and it was squashing room only. As we endured the opening band, my head was spinning. Everytime I turned my head, I got a huge wiff of what I at any other time I would salivate over, but not tonight, too sick, beer and weed. By the time the support act left the stage, I had to go to the bathroom. Ugh. As I was squeezing my way through the mushed sea of fans, everything went black and I passed out. I dropped, but it was so packed, only my knees hit the floor, lol. As I went down, I grabbed some dude's arm. I'm sure he thought I was just some wasted doofussy chick and he yanked me back up and pushed me through the crowd.
I returned to my spot, at Buck's feet and as BOC took the stage, it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was like an epiphany(sp?). I was able to stand and make it almost through the whole show, I couldn't turn away, I couldn't rip them from my sight, the men who had so much influenced my life since I was 11, shaped my brain into the person that I was.
I can't remember the set list at all, sorry. But inevitably, I had to go outside and get some fresh air or I was going to pass out again. I listened from the sidewalk, I only missed the last couple songs. But that was ok, I was there, I got to see them with my own eyes, hear them with my own ears, I experienced the magic. They had played for me.
Oh, I had brought my T&M album with me (just in case, lol) and handed it to my brother's girlfriend before I had to get out of there and after the show she went to see if she could get it signed. As she was standing there, some one pushed her from behind and sent her over some line that was painted on the floor. As soon as she did a certain person (I won't name names, but his name starts with an S) screamed at her for going over the line and sent a fist flying into her face! Needless to say, my album didn't get signed, lol, as she called the cops instead. And we spent some time outside that evening listening the this person try to explain to the cops why he punched a female fan in the face.
That's the story of my first BOC show.
July 5th at the Beacham Theatre in Orlando, Florida.
About the only thing I really recall from this show was a bunch of 'contest winners' parading onstage in Godzilla masks during the song.
I can confirm this show took place on this date and featured Foghat...
1991 - 25 Aug, Country Lodge, Lime Lake, NY, USA, Shadowfox and Peer Pressure Project opening
For the 91 gig there were 2 openers (as per the stub): Peer Pressure Project and Shadowfox (Shadowfax opening would have been something, since they were an 80s kind of New Age/Ambient group -- talk about contrasts!).
Country Lodge, Lime Lake 1991 - See above minus the snow ;-) Another redneck kind of bar. I remember this show being SCREAMING loud!! My buddy who had never seen them said he needed to go outside at one point (they were letting people stand on the porch and in the parking lot to smoke or whatever) and we both commented that outside the sound was at what normally be considered concert volume. Yikes!