In the 70's they never had this problem. The bands played so loud. That you could yell to the person next to you and they could not hear you.
Roger Waters would beg to disagree. Have you ever heard the tale of the Pink Floyd performance of 6 July 1977 at Olympic Stadium, Montreal, Canada? It is said that Roger's 'issues' with
that audience on
that occasion was the inspiration for
The Wall.
An outline of the events of that evening's concert, courtesy of one Wray Ellis, a contributor @ the website
Brain Damage who was in attendance.
Sheep
Roger Waters began the signature bass intro, David Gilmour strapped on a pre-‘71, all-black Strat with white knobs and 2 white pick-ups. An extra player, Snowy White, was in tow that evening, adding background under David’s crunchy solos. When the song finished,
the first roar from the assembled 85-90,000 attendees was startling.
Pigs On The Wing (Part 1)
Roger doffed his signature Precision bass and put on headphones and an Ovation acoustic guitar.
The crowd was a bit large for such a change in dynamics and there were whistles and shouts throughout the tune. Fighting feedback and constant shouting, he softly muddled through.
Dogs
During that echoing, "Stone...stone...stone...", in the upper corners of the stage, consumer goods and people slowly inflated... an obese, pin-striped man and the front end of a Cadillac slowly puffed out. When the music came back in, the car hood opened up and inflated snakes burst out and hung down grotesquely. The crowd went nuts.
Pigs On The Wing (Part 2)
Again with headphones and his acoustic,
Roger attempted to have a quiet moment with 90,000 of his closest friends. He tried several times to start but the din was unrelenting. When someone at the back let off
a barrage of firecrackers, he lost it. He stopped and demanded that they go outside to let off their fireworks because people wanted to hear his tune. "I want to hear it", he concluded. The audience cheered in loud approval and the song resumed without further interruption.
Pigs (3 Different Ones)
Roger picked up a black and white Strat and Snowy switched to bass. Of the four songs they’d played so far, Roger played bass on only one of them. The fireworks seemed to subside and a pig floated overhead as David played some of the best solos I’ve ever heard him play. As the song wound down, and they were doing a quiet vamp, Roger became... demonic. He called into the audience and pointed at a kid somewhere off to my right - just in front of him. He called the kid up to the stage, like you would a dog. "C’mon boy... come back... all is forgiven... just a bit further... there’s a good boy..." I could see an exuberant teenager climb over the barricade and with the help of a roadie, he was lifted up to the edge of the stage. I’m sure he thought he was going to meet his idol...
until Mr. Waters let fly with a wad of spit that was as remarkable for its volume as it was for its accuracy. "Sch-plaugh" - right in the kid’s face! Dazed, the kid was tossed, like garbage, back over the bars into the darkness. The song ended, the band retired for a 20-minute break and I was left trying to process what I had just seen.
JUMP OVER TO ENCORE SET
Money
The house lights stayed on for the duration of the show. By this time, even the outwardly tranquil David Gilmour seemed irritated. The rear screen projector didn’t come on until well into the second verse. When it did come on, it caused spontaneous cheers, and an indignant, "It’s about time!" from Mr. G.
Us & Them
While the crowd could accurately be described as a "beast", it was more noisy than dangerous. It was a huge party atmosphere - but they wanted more. Cries of "’Ostie - Pink Floy!!" came from the locals. Maybe this was misinterpreted because when they finally returned, Roger said they’d do a quiet one so they could "end this thing peacefully". (Never at any time did I see anything threatening, nor did I ever feel threatened - and I was right in the thick of it!) I’d already started inching my way back to the exits and when they came back on, I was right beside the soundboard so I remained there for the rest of the show. It was an odd scene - the rear projector on and smoke emanating - but the house lights were all on. When "Us & Them" ended, the roadies began to tear down the stage but the chants of "more... more..." and "’Ostie!!" continued.
Blues
David never came back. I’ve read that he watched this song from the soundboard, but I was right there and I didn’t see him. While Snowy, Roger, Nick and Rick played the blues, roadies quickly tore down the equipment around them. By the end of the song, only Roger and Nick were left - Nick was down to just a snare drum and high-hat. Roger’s flat "Good-bye!" signalled the end of an unforgettable night.
(This would be the last time PF ever played "Blues", as an encore piece or otherwise, @ a live performance)
I have listened -- or tried to hear -- this performance. The sound of the audience was so friggin' loud and incessant that it in fact disrupts the soud of the band's music from the sound system. The Audience were LOUDER than The Band on 6 July 1977.