Before I resume on this little musical journey thru the past, I have need to do a little house-cleaning first. I began this anthology with Summer Jam ’79, featuring Ted Nugent, which I consider to be the first true Rock concert I ever attended, but there were actually a couple others before that which are worth noting. First, there was the summer of ’71 when my entire family (except Dad) attended the Paul Revere & The Raiders concert at Starlight Theater when was a mere seven years old. As good as my memory is, I can’t dial up too much from that show because I was so young, apart from my brother begging me not to sing along with Mark Lindsay on "Arizona", as I was often prone to do at home. When I met Mr. Lindsay in person in 2001, he said that a lot of people claimed to have been at that show while he was signing autographs. The only other big-name act I ever recall seeing live prior to ’79 was Three Dog Night (or what was left of them, anyway) in 1978 at Worlds of Fun's amphitheater, and they were so bad we left in the middle of the show. They didn’t even sing any of their big hits. Good thing the show didn’t cost us anything extra to attend, or we’d have been royally pissed!
In rummaging through my old concert ticket stubs, I was also reminded of the Robin Williams show at Starlight on June 19, 1982, and although technically it wasn’t a music concert, Robin’s opening act was John Sebastian of the Lovin’ Spoonful, who played a solo acoustic set. Not a terribly enthralling performance, but I loved his intro to the song "Welcome Back" when he said, "This one helped pay for my new house." Robin was pretty funny that night, as one might expect, and practically reveling over the recent cancellation of "Mork & Mindy". Okay, enough palaver—let's re-board the ol' Way Back Machine…
26) Z.Z.Top/Quiet Riot (Friday, June 10, 1983—Kemper Arena) Ticket price: $11.50
To date, this is the closest I’ve come to attending a concert on my birthday (June 11th), and after thoroughly enjoying that Little ‘ol Band from Tejas the first time, I was quite pumped to see them again, and they didn’t disappoint. They hit the ground running with the opening number, "Got Me Under Pressure" from the new Eliminator album, and they didn’t let up all night. Eliminator provided a treasure trove of new songs to mix in with the old favorites, like "Sharp Dressed Man", "Gimme All Your Lovin’" and the underrated "Dirty Dog". Surprisingly, they didn’t play "Legs", which wasn’t actually a hit until the following year, thanks to the classic video for it on MTV. Rev. Billy G. was wailing away on his guitar all night, and this was just another damn good Z.Z. Top show. It’s too bad they’ve never put out any full-length concert videos (or albums, for that matter) from back in the day to display what a truly great live band they were.
Quiet Riot opened the show with a most excellent opening set, and on that night I thought we might be seeing a band that would dominate the rest of the ‘80s—another Van Halen, you might say. Alas, as we all know now, they were already at the apex of their career, as "Metal Health (Bang Your Head)" and "Cum On Feel The Noize" were all over MTV and the radio. Too bad the late Kevin DuBrow’s ego and machismo did Quiet Riot in so quickly—they coulda been a contender. In a strange twist of fate, Quiet Riot opened for Z.Z Top in Kansas City again just this past September in one of DuBrow’s final performances before his death in November.
27) Dave Edmunds/Jim Sweney & The Jump Shotz (Thursday, June 16, 1983—Uptown Theater) Ticket price: ???
DE and crew blew through town again just a little over a year after his splendid show in ’82 at the Uptown. Although not quite as splendid as the first time, Dave still put on a great show with his band, which this time around included former Rockpile guitarist Billy Bremner, whom Dave handed the vocal chores over to on "Trouble Boys". The show was loaded with stuff from Dave’s new LP Information, on which he collaborated with E.L.O.’s Jeff Lynne, and which was loaded with synthesizers and—horror of horrors—electronic drums! In the words of Deep Purple’s Ian Paice, "There is no such animal." While the "Edmunds Light Orchestra" sound did net him a Top 40 single with "Slipping Away", it wasn’t nearly as pleasing as his previous output of just plain stripped-down old-school Rock ‘N’ Roll, therefore this show didn’t totally satisfy me, although it still was quite good.
I can’t remember a thing about the opening act, but with a name like Jim Sweney & The Jump Shotz, it seems they would have slotted in perfectly on the soundtrack of the average Scott Baio movie.
28) Journey/Bryan Adams (Tuesday, July 12, 1983—Kemper Arena) Ticket price: $12.50
It seemed in the early ‘80s like Journey could do no wrong, and everything they touched turned to gold. They were all over the radio and MTV, and they even had their own arcade video game, which I remember playing often while cutting class during college! Journey was also selling concerts out right and left, and they had no trouble packing Kemper on their Frontiers tour.
This show was noteworthy, if for no other reason, because it was the first time we’d seen a band utilize video screens to enhance their show, a practice that is now standard operating procedure at most concerts. The screens came in real handy for us too, as we had nosebleed seats at a fairly severe angle toward stage right. As for Journey’s set, it was pretty much what we expected, with Steve Perry wailing and crooning, and girls swooning over him during songs like "Open Arms" and "Faithfully". I particularly enjoyed the underrated guitar work of Neal Schon, as well as the equally-underrated Steve Smith, who was no slouch on the drums.
What’s ironic is I remember Bryan Adams’ opening set more fondly than Journey’s, mostly because he and his band damn near blew them off the stage. "Cuts Like A Knife" was the highlight of the evening for either act, and I remember BA’s song "Take Me Back" got a pretty good reaction after he went into some bit about telling his ex-girlfriend to fuck off (or something like that). It was actually rather fun to see an upstart like Adams give the opening act a run for its money for a change.
29) The Police/Joan Jett & The Blackhearts (Sunday, July 24, 1983—St. Louis Arena) Ticket price: $12.50
In the summer of ’83, my best friend Tom and I were both 19 and we decided it was high time we did our first road trip together. Tom’s birthday was July 23rd, and it just so happened that The Police’s Synchronicity tour was booked for St. Louis for the night after, so we opted to pay a visit to the Gateway City in what turned out to be a busy weekend. After frying in the sun all day at Six Flags on Friday (and whiffing on a chance to see Divinyls in concert there), and taking in the Cardinals-Dodgers game at Busch Stadium on Saturday night, we did the concert Sunday night, which was the first of many visits for me to venerable St. Louis Arena. The Arena was then owned by the Ralston-Purina Co., and known as The Checkerdome, but I refuse to call it by that awful name.
Oh, there was one other interesting little component to our road trip—it was fucking hot!! Damn hot!! Stupid-hot!! The great Heat Wave of ’83 had this region in its evil grips for pretty much all of July, with daily high temperatures reaching triple-digits with alarming regularity, and this may well have been the hottest weekend of them all. Thankfully, Tom’s ’79 El Camino held up quite well throughout the trip, as did its air-conditioner, and ditto for the A/C in our hotel just a few blocks down Oakland Avenue from The Arena. Their shaded swimming pool was a most welcome relief for us, too!
Another quick aside: Tom and I found ourselves with some time to kill before the concert on Sunday afternoon, so we hung out in Forest Park, which was just a Frisbee's toss from The Arena. We tossed a Frisbee around for a bit while listening to the radio, and that’s how we heard something about George Brett going berserk at Yankee Stadium that afternoon. Yes, folks, the infamous Pine Tar affair took place that day, and upon hearing the news, Tom and I were both like "Huh?" We couldn’t wait to get home to see the video of it, but there was the little matter of attending a concert first.
As for the concert itself, it was déjà vu all over again as we got the same bill as from the year before with Joan Jett opening for The Police. Nothing special about Joan’s set this time, as I recall, and I found myself more interested in checking out the building itself while she played. Even though the place had A/C, it still felt like a sauna all night. The Police came on a while later, opening with "Synchronicity I" from the new album. This time around, they augmented their show with a horn section for certain songs, and three chirpy girl back-up singers (a gambit I’ve never particularly cared for at Rock concerts). The show leaned pretty heavy on the new album, and with good reason, as there was so much good material from it, especially "Synchronicity II". Every time I hear that song (along with Stevie Nicks’ "Stand Back" and "Don’t Cry" by Asia), it reminds me of St. Louis because those songs were all over the radio that weekend.
Then about midway through the show near the end of a song, Sting announces that the band was going to "take a little break and go have a spot of tea." Take a break? Spot of tea?!? Confounded, man, this is Rock ‘N’ Roll, not the New Christy Minstrels! I know it was a hot night, but considering these guys were still in their ‘20s/’30s and only played a little over two hours, I didn’t see much need for an intermission—Sting, buddy, you’re worthless and weak! Anyway, they disappeared for about 15 minutes, then continued on with the show, which overall, was quite good. In fact, I found both Police concerts I attended in ‘82 and ’83 satisfying enough that I have no desire whatsoever to shuck out upwards of $200 to see them at Sprint Center on their current "We’re only in it for the money" tour. It only cost me a total $24 to see them twice back when it was real. Sorry, Sting…
30) AC/DC /Fastway (Wednesday, October 26, 1983--Kemper Arena) Ticket price: ???
In spite of touring for the rather forgettable A Flick Of The Switch album, AC/DC put on a pretty damn good show on this night, and what most pleasantly surprised me was how good they sounded. Considering how raw as AC/DC's records sounded, I feared they would sound about as fidelic as the Sex Pistols in concert, but how wrong I was—this concert had some of the best audio of any that I've attended, yet was still plenty loud. I also marveled at Angus Young and how he could roll around on the floor and still not miss a note! He did all his usual antics too, including mooning the audience and appearing to have epileptic fits all night. This little dude is one fine guitar player, though. Singer Brian Johnson belted out the vocals loud and clear on classics like "Back In Black" and "Hells Bells", and he sounded great on the old Bon Scott songs as well. "For Those About To Rock" provided the perfect closer with its cannon fire. Strangely enough, as much as I love AC/DC, this was the one and only time I ever saw them live in concert.
The opening act, Fastway, was on their own little roll with their self-titled debut LP and the hit "Say What You Will", as well as a song called "Easy Livin'" (not to be confused with the Uriah Heep song of the same name). At the time, I was blissfully unaware that guitarist "Fast" Eddie Clarke already had amassed a fine body of work with a band I would fall in love with about five years later, the mighty Motörhead. Fastway's set wasn't anything earth-shattering, but it didn't suck, either.