When
the Seps hit the stage, the crowd bolted the volume to 10! The soccer stadium
floor was like an ocean sloshing!
The pit went crazy waiting for the local heroes! The seats sweeping around the top
weren't full when the band started but it didn’t slow down the enthusiasm! The crowd knew whom the show was for...
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| Andreas |
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| Andreas |
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| Max walking out |
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| Photogs and Max |
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| Dana taking photos |
There was no time to conceal energy! Long hair blowing from head banging, jumping and guitar
riffing shot like bullets from the stage.
The connection was solid, unbroken, fan to artist. The time flew by and in an instant, it
was over. Success was infecting us
all.
The dressing room began to take the stress that was dripping off
everyone. Laughter replaced silent
waiting, moods lightened up. It
was done and it was done great!
Someone came in and reported the band on next had gotten booed off the
stage; mercilessly the crowd threw objects and demanded the stage to be
returned to Sepultura!
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| Pedro and Silvio |
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| Pedro and Silvio in a cooler |
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| Pedro, Max and Iggor goofing off |
We got a request to repair
the dressing room, which had gotten trashed. No problem, this was easy. Next up, the party!
We all went and tried to get into the Rock and Rio Party at a local
nightclub. We waited in the
restless queue. When I turned
around, Billy Idol was directly in back of me! We all decided it would take forever to get into the club,
so we made plans to meet Faith No More at a local restaurant for dinner and
then rage at their hotel later. We
were a bit naughty to be honest, after the pinga hit, but that secret shall
stay hidden for a time more...
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| Iggor and Mike Patton |
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| Christina and friend |
Shortly before we boarded
our flights home, the Samba School in Rio, that organizes the giant world
famous Carnival Parade, contacted Christina and me and asked if we would be the
special attractions that year and ride on the float!! Apparently, our hair was dyed the colors of the Samba
School, and they wanted us to shake what we got in the parade. If only we hadn't boarded that plane to
the next tour...
Class dismissed...
