Pictures from our set at the annual 21st Ward “Towpath Festival” (whatever that is) at Riverside Park on the west side of Buffalo. I always thought of it as an extended Independence Day celebration – – these pictures were taken July 3, 1981.
I remember there were a lot of people there and they were pretty enthusiastic. Of course, we were quite loud, as usual (I think they heard us across the river in Canada), so we pulled a lot of curious people from the midway festivities. Family entertainment at it’s finest.
There is a scan below of the review where someone complains of the foul language coming from the dim-witted guitarist. Hey, that wasn’t me, that was the other dim-witted guitarist (Barry’s 15 minutes of shame). This dim-witted guitarist kept his mouth shut!
This was a free live concert financed and produced entirely by whatever money Parousia amassed in its anemic bank account. We had to produce this gig as efficiently as possible and still sound good.
Outdoor sound is tricky. We needed someone experienced and were lucky enough to know John McGovern who agreed to set up and run sound for the gig for just $20.00. We owe a lot to him for a great sounding show. When we had John working with us, we knew we had a guy who cared about the sound and not how much he was getting paid.
John ran the soundboard from the top the 14’ U-Haul truck parked about 20 feet from the front of the stage, in the middle of the crowd. Truck rental cost $57.00 got the day. We paid Garth $100.00 because he fronted money for the band to rent extra sound equipment from Pegasus. We needed a BIG stereo P.A. stack to fill up the great outdoors and that we did. Four Perkins bins for mid-range, four bass scoops, four treble horns and extra power amps. The band was so loud that night, people heard us across the Niagara River in Canada!
And now, a special treat… Below is a complaint against Parousia published in the August edition of the Riverside Review newspaper. Matt Gurnsey, an attendee at our concert in the park, complains of ‘foul language‘ coming from Barry Cannizzaro, aka: “the dim-witted guitarist.” Hey, that’s rock, N’ Roll, right? …There’s no such thing as bad press!