I hate to advocate drugs or alcohol at a rock concert for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me. Perhaps one thing more dangerous than paraphrasing the late, great Hunter S. Thompson is getting trashed before you go to a rock concert.
That’s the disclaimer for this concert memory and cautionary tale, going way back to January 1976 when Bob Dylan brought his Rolling Thunder Revue to the Houston Astrodome for “The Night of the Hurricane II.” I mean: I know I went, I remember some of it, but everything else is a bit hazy. One thing I’m sure of is that my concert companion that night was beer – a lot of it.
30 Days Out 