Max said he'd play barman.
A few marques were set up.
We didn't need tables or chairs.
It was just as easy to sit on the graves.
We had stripped one of the crypts, banged out its walls and threw in an airconditioned unit after we replaced the walls with glass.
The interior was set up with the best that money could buy.
We christened the place The Vault.
It would be one of the best rocking venues in Asia once word got around.
Power.
Not a problem.
I had done enough roadying, every big concert that came into town, to know how to steal from the mains and siphon it where the power was needed most.
'Free power you mean?' asked Max.
Just because Langley was footing the bill, I said, didn't mean I wasn't going to not try and save them money.
The venue for our establishment was in the heart of the cemetery.
I called my mates in LA, and Axel Rose said he'd loan me his sound system.
'What happened to the open-air fucking?' asked Max, who seemed concerned with the size of my operation.
I had a local tailor from Brickfields clean the graves and lined them with soft velvet.
'You'll see,' I said to Max, as I ordered a cool one from the bar.
This was a test run, after all.
A few marques were set up.
We didn't need tables or chairs.
It was just as easy to sit on the graves.
We had stripped one of the crypts, banged out its walls and threw in an airconditioned unit after we replaced the walls with glass.
The interior was set up with the best that money could buy.
We christened the place The Vault.
It would be one of the best rocking venues in Asia once word got around.
Power.
Not a problem.
I had done enough roadying, every big concert that came into town, to know how to steal from the mains and siphon it where the power was needed most.
'Free power you mean?' asked Max.
Just because Langley was footing the bill, I said, didn't mean I wasn't going to not try and save them money.
The venue for our establishment was in the heart of the cemetery.
I called my mates in LA, and Axel Rose said he'd loan me his sound system.
'What happened to the open-air fucking?' asked Max, who seemed concerned with the size of my operation.
I had a local tailor from Brickfields clean the graves and lined them with soft velvet.
'You'll see,' I said to Max, as I ordered a cool one from the bar.
This was a test run, after all.
