In the 70s I went to a rock concert in Chicago with Mr. Mercat. It was a rickety old building. He would probably remember the name. It was somewhere famous and the band was famous. haha. And people had removed the chairs and were lighting candles and putting them on the floor and smoking dope. I went down to the lobby, found a pay phone and called the fire department. They showed up and although they did not shut down the concert they prevented anyone else from coming. Mr. M didn’t want to leave. We survived.
Before you say that since the chairs were removed it could not have been anywhere or anyone famous, you don’t know the scene in the 60s and 70s when we were going to these events. I was able to sneak into a Rolling Stones concert. I saw Roy Orbison in a little walk up room in Ft. Worth. I’m really old. LOL
I saw Springsteen for a dollar admission. So I might be older!