I love Guns N’ Roses. They were my favorite band in high school and are (to date) still my favorite rock band of all time. Listening to Appetite for Destruction still takes me back to driving in a my Dodge 600 red convertible blasting a copy of the album on my Pioneer “pull out” tape deck.
For those not familiar with the term: car stereo thefts were big deal in the 1990s. One of the solutions was to create a car stereo that you could pull out of the dashboard via a built in handle and put in safely in your trunk or (if you were lazy) under your car seat and hope thieves wouldn’t look there. These eventually evolved into car stereos with removable faceplates that you’d take with you – but I never had one of those. I just had a full on pull out stereo with a tape deck that handled every kind of noise hiss reduction you could think of on a tape.
That’s right: tape. CD skip technology was bare a thing yet.
“Paradise City” sounded awesome while driving up and down A1A blasting it for all to hear from that stereo back in the before time.
I saw Guns N’ Roses not once – but TWICE during in high school years. The first time was Dec 28, 1991 at the Florida Suncoast Dome in St. Petersburg, Florida. I seem to remember Soundgarden opening for them – and they (Soundgarden) were NOT that good live. GNR, though, were amazing. The came out over an hour late (no surprise to anyone) and just filled the crowd with pure energy.
I remember being there with a couple of high school friends. I remember a “parent” being along with us as a pseudo chaperone. I remember at least three/four of us (without the chaperone) getting our own hotel room. I remember things that happened in that hotel room…
I remember the camera hooked up to the giant screens at the concert zooming in on female concert goers so that they would flash the audience while we waited for GNR to come out. I remember it working.
So many boobs.
That concert is a series of scattered memories – none of them bad.
The second time I saw Guns N’ Roses was September 2, 1992 at the Citrus Bowl in Orlando, Florida. They were on tour with Metallica and Faith No More opening up for them. This was (again) another great show and (again) GNR came out late – close to two hours that time. This resulted in bored attendees that decided a stadium wide food fight was in order.
(UPDATE: Per this Facebook reply, I was there with my friends Laura and Heidi. That’s right – I went to a GNR concert with two hot chicks… ah, the nineties.)
Luckily, I was in the higher seats. The folks on the ground, however, suffered a barrage of beer, soda, and pretzels.
Damn good time.
A few years back my friend Ryan and I went to see (what was being billed as) Guns N’ Roses in Jacksonville, Florida. Sebastian Bach opened. The band played.
It was a show – but it wasn’t “Guns N’ Roses”. It was “Axl and A Bunch of Guys”. In retrospect, it was somewhat underwhelming.
Then I read this story today: http://www.tmz.com/2015/12/29/guns-n-roses-coachella/
Part of me is, like, “cool! I can get concert tickets for the summer tour.”
The more pragmatic part of me is, like, “I should really see if I can get to Coachella to see the concert because I don’t know how many shows it will take before Axl and Slash want to kill each other again.”
Either way, hope springs eternal.