Memories of a roadie who worked for Queen in the 70s and early 80s. Didn't find the book to be particularly great. Not much learned about the band themselves, more about the anecdotes of stuff that happened on tour.
Note: The graph above shows only your linear progress through the book. In this book, you also browsed around for an additional 24 minutes.
Some women like the smell of a working man
if you were lucky – very lucky – some dodgy bird with a face like a robber’s dog – and bad teeth.
there were allegedly dwarves circulating among the guests with bowls of cocaine strapped to their heads
We flew hastily west out of LAX to the east
I had to reread that...
formulated the opinion that roadies were disgusting, degenerate, foul-mouthed, sexist, chauvinist, bigoted, mindless oafs
upon entering Australia, when asked if they had a criminal record, reply, ‘I didn’t think you needed one any more.’
Queen banked at Coutts – THE Queen’s bankers – where else?
It’s a very nasty drug at times, cocaine.
Not exactly profound...
no truth in the story that one of the crew thought that Hertz Van Rental was a Dutch racing driver
The show in the Estadio Universitario soccer stadium went off well except for the unexpected arrival of a support act
Depends on the job!