Do not hesitate to correct what you think may be my errors.. I am posting now before the memory totally goes (I will be expanding a blog on my site..for longer stories..I have one about my battles with Bill Graham and will put some of my replies from here to there as well).
When we toured it was often the case of “this is Tuesday, what city are we in?” Every place looked the same, we drove past the same KFC, Dairy Queen, and small malls so please understand that the memories fall into that category. The Stones would perform, we would leave the show, get in our little Martin 404 charter and fly to the next city, arrive after 1 or 2 in the morning..drive to the hotel or motel, settle into the rooms and search for food.. This usually led us to the nearby greasy spoon diner (and I do mean greasy)that was the only place open where the choices were, fried chicken or chile. Crash… get up in the early afternoon and go for the sound check.. go eat dinner and do the show…leave the show, board the plane and the next city..on and on…
Me and the Rolling Stones
My life and times with the Stones,Beatles, etc.
