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Yes, a BARN! The band arrived in a van and played on a small stage up in the hay loft! Tickets were six bucks, burgers were a dollar, and hay covered the floor. This show has to be one of smallest and most unique gigs of their entire career. See below. An excellent read! The answer is yes. The stage was a former second level hayloft with a huge weight-bearing timber column running vertically right down the center and bordered with rough-hewn pine slat railing to keep performers from falling fifteen feet to the main floor below.
It seemed odd that they were playing this gig in such an obscure rural outpost, but the word had gotten out, and there were already cars from four states represented in the parking field by PM for this rare headlining set. Even as an opener for bigger bands, they were used to more space to work with than this cramped excuse for a stage. Despite the close quarters, Eddie still insisted on having his replica of the Little Boy Atomic Bomb that was dropped on Hiroshima next to his Marshall stacks. You could see them looking at each other in bemused wonder as their crushing sound caused sawdust to filter down through the early evening sunbeams cutting through the planked walls.
I could never tell if he was stoned, or just incredibly laid back in that Valley Boy kinda way. His eyes were bloodshot and bleary, and he did guffaw with that stoner stammer, but then he could also sound quite erudite and clever at times in a tone that belied an altered state.
He was one of those guys that never, ever gave a straight answer to any question. Eddie, on the other hand, was shy but genuine in his interactions. Michael Anthony was quite outgoing, and the most forthcoming and relaxed of the lot. They played nearly every song from the debut album, plus at least four that would be featured on their soon-to-be-released Vol. II album. There was no doubting that this band had the goods, even under these less than ideal circumstances.
And since I believe I was the only sober, non-buzzed observer or participant in attendance within that bizarre silo, I can attest that the concert did, indeed, take place. They blew the roof off of that place! The building had the appearance of a timber-framed barn on the west side of street with a gravel parking lot. A second floor balcony held the band stage, tables and a small dance floor. The stage was positioned above the bar. Looking over the balcony, I could see below the main dance floor and two pool tables.