Mick walked up and looked around. “Where’s the stage?”
“You’re looking at it,” said Tim, pointing to a vacant part of the ground.
“I hope some of our friends show up,” I said.
“Don’t worry,” said Tim. “I know a lot of people who said they’ll be here. And some others who said they’ll probably make it.”
“I got some friends coming too,” said Rose. “Some of my punker friends.”
After a quick soundcheck, we hung out on the street for a bit. People were starting to show up. “Alright, it’s time to go on,” said Tim.

I strapped on my guitar and plugged it in. Looking at the crowd, it was a little intimidating at first. It was cool to see some of our friends there, but there were also a lot of unfamiliar faces that had a look like they weren’t impressed.

That all changed when we played the opening riff to “Earache My Eye”. We started out strong and I saw a lot of grins from then on. Whenever I looked out at the crowd, they were bobbing their heads to the beat. Sometimes they’d stop to take a bite of pizza. Or chug some beer.

This has been an excerpt from the book:
In Search Of The Perfect Buzz: An 80s Metal Memoir
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