Hi Caste,
The Champaign gig was on Saturday, November 15, 1986. I was living in Minneapolis and Peter at that time had yet to play in Minnesota.
He always played our neighboring state Wisconsin and I could have seen the Security tour in Milwaukee but alas, at that time, I didn't have the money for the travel and hotel expenses but there was no way I was going to miss the So tour, regardless of the money or where or how far I I had to travel.
When tickets went on sale for Champaign, there was some trepidation at putting out the money for the gig as there was no guarantee we could even make the show! Minneapolis to Champaign is a 9 hour drive at minimum and winter roars early in the midwest, especially in Minnesota. There could be bitter cold, blizzards and highways closed but we took are chance and bought six tickets.
We left at 8am on that cold blustery day, 6 of us pack tight into a car. We figured we would pull in to town around 5pm, check into the hotel, change clothes and get to the gig with plenty of time for some, ummmm...relaxation..
There was plenty of mushrooms to go around...
Well darn it. We ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere. It took 2 hours for the driver to hitch a ride,get back, and get us back on the road again. The trip took us over 11 hours and we just barely made it to the gig in time. Needless to say, for the stress and adrenaline pumping, I did not partake in the shroooms......
The show was amazing. It was very raw I felt. The most poignant part for me was when Peter sat on the edge of the stage, legs dangling over the side and he sang, with no accompaniment, Don't Give Up. It was so moving and the tears started to well in my eyes, spilling over. At first I kept brushing them away but soon the flow was too much and I just allowed them unabated. I could sense someone was watching me so I turned and looked to my right and sure enough, this man was staring at me. It suddenly struck me- What is more difficult, to allow the tears to come, to show the emotions or is it more difficult to watch someone have those emotions! It was a strange moment.
So the live recording I have of the show, was recorded by a guy sitting right behind me. He had 2 long, 8 inch microphones he was just holding up in the air, recording. After a bit, a security guard of the theater came over and told him to put them away or he would be excused from the show. Well, all he did was lower them and he recorded the whole show. When the show was over, I asked him he would please send me a copy of the show, and he did! I still have it though I no longer have a cassette player!
SO thanks for reading!