LEARNING TO FLY by PINK FLOYD. Story by Jim Landwehr
Over 60,000 tickets were sold, and Milwaukee is nothing if not known for its tailgating culture.
Over 60,000 tickets were sold, and Milwaukee is nothing if not known for its tailgating culture.
If you listened hard enough, you could almost hear the echoes of Grace Slick wailing her backup vocals in her white tasseled top and her funked out hair.
My brother Paul was into the Minneapolis/St. Paul punk scene at the time, complete with ripped jeans, jack boots and spiked hair. He loaned me his album Rocket To Russia.
I was dressed in my rust-colored corduroy 3-piece suit, and she in a conservative, Catholic school girl skirt and blouse. She was tall and attractive, in a girl-next-door sort of way. Overall she appeared to be a suitable match for this first foray into my dating life.
Once we got to the arena, we wove our way through the silver-haired crowd towards the upper level seats in inside the Xcel Energy Center. Pat laughed and in a hushed voice said: “I just can’t get over all the old people here.”
During our correspondence in 1988, the Church’s Starfish LP came out. We both fell in love with it immediately, especially the song, Under The Milky Way.