Andy, Dave and Donna

(Andy's) November 2, Friday
I was not planning on going to the Edgar Winter concert, but I found out that Donna Kerr, not wanting to go with just Dave, bought me and Ralph tickets-free! Oh well-the parents gave me money to pay her for it so I bought her a 12 ounce bottle of Southern Comfort (Dad caught me going out of the door with it-but I told him what it was for and he said okay). Sue, Louise, Michel, Alan, Terry, Scot, Mike Sawyers, Danny, Ralph Eastman, Kevin Allan, Nicole, Leslie Astle also went.

I bought a 27-gram ounce of excellent grass on Hallow'een so with that and the Southern Comfort I was all set.

We took the 6:00 bus downtown to Alexis Nihon Plaza, where we met a few people (including Graham Banks) before going into the Maidenhead inn. They've got really nice looking waitresses but the prices are outrageous (65 cents for a pint of 50!!) [!!!!!!] Dave had 1 1/2 hits of mesc and Ralph had 1/2 a hit. Dave, Ralph and me all had beers, Donna had three drinks.

At about 7:30 we went to the park and had a few joints, then we decided to go in. Nicole was standing at the enterance, very upset-Allan Whitehead had her ticket and was supposed to meet her but he didn't show up. She came down but couldn't find him. And to top it all off, he mother had slapped her around a bit before she left (her parents are divorced or separated) and she was going to go to her father's after the show, but she didn't know what number his house was or where his street was. I went looking outside for Al but I couldn't find him. She told me where his seat was and, ripped out, music blaring in my poor ears, I went off on a dangerous quest for Whitehead, my only courage coming from my natural kind-heartedness and a very nice-looking girl. I didn't find him. But-when I returned she had a ticket. Some good soul said that she looked so sad she could have his extra ticket. I took her up to our seats. Donna + Nicole then went to the can but only Donna returned-Nicole had found some other friends (Bob Culum, Kevin Allan + co.) and she went with them. Oh well-I don't think it would have worked out, I hardly know her......

Michelle Jorden

Winter was doing Frankenstein. Near the beginning, the stage lights went out except for a blacklight on Winter. He must have spread some phosforescent stuff on his hands because they were glowing blue as he was playing the keyboard slung around his neck. Then three sets of three spotlights on a horizontal fix on top of three poles started rotating. From up in the blues you were looking down on them and they looked like three huge fans. There was also one of those mirror-spheres above the stage. Edgar was playing, gradually the music and his actions got more and more violent until it looked like he was beating his organ. Then he was beating his organ (excuse the pun). He smashed it on the ground and started to pound it with his fists, the organ only made one loud, low sound every time he hit it. Then smoke started coming out of the amp behind him. More and More smoke came out until it was billowing all over the stage. Amazing.

Gradually, after going down the wrong way, I made it down to the pit again. Everybody was standing on their seats, and stayed that way for the whole time Winter was on. Donna started to puke so Ralph and I unloaded her on Dave and took off back to our original seats. Dave was on mescaline and smoke, but was acting like a drunk 3-year-old. As a matter of fact, he always acts drunk, no matter what he's been taking.

Winter came on for three encores-we shouted and clapped and stomped so hard he had to come on. For one encore he did that routine where he sings something and the lead guitar copies it on the guitar.

After the show we went to Alexis Nihon again for a drink at the Dairy Queen-type place there. Donna was sick again.

Smoked a little drugs on the bus ride back.