FIRST…SHOW…EVER: PORNO FOR PYROS at Hollywood Palladium, LA 4/4/92

(posted a month ago for the ABC’s of Rock)

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℅ Beastiemania.com

P is for pre-cellphone horror story. My good friend Andy was ready to come down from Santa Barbara for this 1992 benefit, so I got up early on a schoolday with donuts and coffee and headed to the Palladium box office to buy two tickets. Around 1000 people were already there waiting for me. While we waited to see if we’d make the cut, I talked to different groups of people around me, wondering who Porno For Pyros was. “I wonder if it’s Perry’s new band,” someone pondered. Not a bad guess. We inched forward when tickets went on sale but not that much before angry people started heading our way, yelling that it had already sold out. As we stood there in shock, a spaced-out looking man walked towards a group of us and said, “I ended up with extras-” and was immediately swarmed by people waving cash. I was only able to get one. I told Andy he could have it and we’d go to the show early to scalp another.

Sure enough, they actually released some tickets that night and I was able to get one easily for just $35. I practically danced through the door but stopped dead in my tracks as I heard security holding back Andy behind me. COUNTERFIT TICKET!? As they pushed him back, he yelled, “I’ll try to get another one!” and I slunk into the hall. I was feeling too guilty to think, even when Porno For Pyros hit the stage for the first time ever. I’d fallen for Perry hard after seeing Jane’s Addiction less than nine months before at Lollapalooza. The new stuff wasn’t as bombastic but it was slinky and dark and cool and the crowd went nuts for it. Because of their namesake song and “Black Girlfriend”, I always thought they got their name from what Perry thought of the LA riots but those fires were still 25 days away.

92-magic-n-rsI spent the whole Rollins Band set looking everywhere for Andy but he was nowhere to be found. I can’t remember if I left during Fishbone or Primus, but they returned together to the Palladium later that year. I just couldn’t enjoy myself knowing Andy had come all the way from Santa Barbara and was outside in the frigid California spring air. Of course, Andy was nowhere to be found outside either. He’d gone to the nearest bar to drown his sorrows, leaving me to sadly listen to the Beastie Boys from the parking lot. A year earlier, Andy and I were at the Palladium watching the BBoys do their first real show in years. They’d only done a few shows since then but it was their first big show playing instruments. Someone tell me it was terrible. The end. Best…night….ever.

BACK TO BEST…DEBUT…FAREWELL…REUNION…SHOW…EVER

ALSO SEE CONCERT SCRAPBOOK (1984-94), SHOW MEMORIES 1994 TO SEMI-RECENTLY AND TOO OLDE FOR SHOWS

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