Your "Postponed/Cancelled" Concert stories.

What a shocker

I dressed as Paul Stanley for halloween.

Anyway, I was all set to go to a KISS concert. But then some kid told me that midway through, Gene Simmons says "lights out!" and the lights go out and KISS comes into the audience and bites you and sucks your blood.

I didn't know what to do - I wanted to see KISS, but I certainly didn't want to get bitten.

So I went to the concert, but called my mom before it started and asked her to come get me.

So that was a self-cancelled concert story.

I could say "I heard that QotSA cancelled there british concert" but I'm not even near there, you know?

Was supposed to be part of a warm-up tour for their Glastonbury show in 1986, after a lengthy lay-off without playing (over 2 years?), but they decided at the last minute they didn't need to. Their performance at Glastonbury suggests otherwise.

NB - this was before Midnight To Midnight, so I was allowed to be excited.

Next to me, standing alongside the door, a voice pipes up in the affirmative. It's Jerry A from Poison Idea, looking larger than life and, if I remember correctly, reeking of whisky. I don't now recall what I said to him, or what he resp

Next to me, standing alongside the door, a voice pipes up in the affirmative. It's Jerry A from Poison Idea, looking larger than life and, if I remember correctly, reeking of whisky. I don't now recall what I said to him, or what he responded, but I just remember the irony of going to a Fugazi kid, an eager young straightedge kid, and finding myself face to face instead with Jerry A. (They were another of my favorite bands, so it wasn't a total loss - though they didn't play. Saw Beat Happening instead, or maybe Some Velvet Sidewalk? I wasn't into them.)

Their first time over here, the first time I was going to see one of my fave bands ever and what happened? The radio cited a cancellation due to "personal reasons of a staff member" The real deal? They didn't sell enough tickets, It got cancelled 2 days before the gig. I hate all those who didn't get their tickets.

How much were the Beastie Boys tickets in Mexico City? What percentage of folks there can afford to go? Not sure if las fresas would dig those boys...

When I was in Brazil I noticed White Stripes were playing in Manaus, in the Amazon. Wonder who had the money for that one other than the foreign mining engineers. It's not like it was in Sao Paulo or Rio...

Me too! Wasn't it some bullshit like lightning hit a tree? Duh, you already play electric guitars, a little more electricity isn't going to hurt you.

However, he rescheduled the tour for the following spring. I got *even better* seats, and bought a t-shirt that had the cancelled dates on it!

A few minutes later they carried the poor unconscious girl past us on a stretcher, she looked dead. It was a torrential downpour and everybody was somewhat relieved they cancelled the show.

a very important andrew wk show was once postponed and some hearts broken until the the make-up date, when we indeed partied hard.

1. 1985. Columbus, Ohio. Some friends and I drive for forty-five minutes into Columbus from school to see the Butthole Surfers play at Stache's on High Street. We sufffer through the opening band (more about them later) whose average song sounds like this: "WAAAAAARRRRRRRRRAAAAAGGHHHHHH!!!!". They stink, but we sit tight. They finish. An hour passes. Crowd gets restless. Some flunkie comes out to say that the `Surfers won't be performing as they haven't shown up yet (we will later learn that their bass player went missing). We all get our money back, despite having sat through the opening band. The opening band? A very young Die Kreuzen.

2. Bowery Ballroom, NYC, early 1999 (if memory serves). M'self and the woman who will become my wife are eagerly awaiting the onstage arrival of the Manic Street Preachers. Everything's set up, from the Welsh flag through a pink feather boa on Nicky's mike stand and a lit cigarette perched on James'. Hours pass. House lights never go down. Flunkie appears to tell us that James has laryngitis and won't be performing. Money returned. To my knowledge, the show was never re-scheduled.

The make up show was good, but wating until 1:30 a.m. to tell us KRS wasn't gonna make it -- not cool.

Also- Rush and Tommy Shaw, Joe Louis Arena - Detroit. 1989. We saw Tommy's band walk out on stage, talk to a management type person and then walk off. Tommy was too sick to go on. Thus sparing me the horror of a Tommy Shaw solo show.

Ellisor, 52, was convicted in February of eight counts of mail fraud for a December 2003 scam in which he sold $10 tickets to more than 2,700 Miami-Dade County schoolchildren and parents for a ''Christmas Around The World'' show.

Hundreds of children were left crying outside the Coconut Grove Convention Center when they learned there would be no show.

Happy Mondays - Dallas 1991
-Fucking junkies.

Showed up at the Lyric to find S-3 had cancelled. I heard they couldn't get in the country due to prior drug convictions (well, duh) but they might have been broken up by that time anyway. Unsatisfactory replacement: Band of Susans.

I once also spent ages trouping around genteel seaside village Aberdour looking for a secret Crass gig (which was actually in the Glen in Dunfermline and they never showed anyway)

Other cancellations that I had tickets for.

Joy Division - Abbeyhill in Edinburgh, supposed to be June 1980.
Nirvana Glasgow SECC

But the best was Lydia Lunch, sometime in the mid 80s she was due to pay at a multi-venue tent thing erected during the Edinburgh Festival on a large patch of waste ground (behind the Lyceum if you know Edinburgh).

Anyway, you had to buy a day ticket to get into the site and then go to the actual tent to see the bit you wanted and there were lots of shows on all the time.

There was a suprisingly large turn out of people waiting in the Lydia Lunch area, this would be around the time of Death Valley 69 I guess.

Lydia didn't show, but because it was a day ticket we got instead the next artist, called something like 'Mr Rainbow and his magic bicycle" it was some sort of whacky hippy in dayglow clothes showing us tricks on his bike.

Now, I'm not one to decry Mr Rainbow's mastery of the magic bicycle, indeed he was quite impressive given that as he cycled about, bits would fall off and or become detached like the handlebars or the front wheel, but he would kinda hold bits and keep going and do handstands and stuff too.

But it wasn't to the audience's taste - dressed to the nines in black and more black, in the middle of a summers afternoon in a tent screaming at a befuddled hippy - who was trying to concentrate on not falling off his collapsing bike - that they had travelled miles and wanted some sex/death/self-obsessed miserabilst poetry and not this shit.

Me too! Wasn't it some bullshit like lightning hit a tree? Duh, you already play electric guitars, a little more electricity isn't going to hurt you.

-- n/a (nu...), September 21st, 2005."

Me three! I was standing under a tent in the corner of the field after Kid Koala performed (right?), giving attitude to some jerky venue employee about not leaving because the tickets said "Rain or Shine," when a huge bolt of lightning cracked into the tree next to us. There was enough current that shot through the surrounding area that we all got tingled, freaked out, and ran for the exits. I apologized to the venue worker.

We got back to my car, which was halfway under water. We killed the next few hours by watching various people swimming half-naked in the pools of rainwater in the parking lot.

It was kind of fun, but I really wish I could have seen them play that cool venue. And my car never smelled the same again after getting fully soaked through.

I had seen the band live on the Bossanova tour, which was probably one of the top 5 concerts I've ever seen. I was really looking forward to this one at the Michigan Theater in Ann Arbor, Mich.

Then they friggin' cancel it at the last minute, so they can open on U2's godawful Zoo TV tour. Needless to say, the U2 tour was when the band fell apart and broke up.

Lesson: Don't cancel concerts on me or your band will break up (of course, only to reunite a dozen years later to make millions...)

Death In June / Non at the Clapham Grand, some time in the 1990's. I got down to the venue to find it in darkness with a sign on the door saying "show cancelled due to bomb threats from the Anti Nazi League" or some such. Dour man in a brown leather trenchcoat comes up to me.
Him : "Did you come to see Death In June?"
Me : "Yeah, well Non really, I don't like Death In June"
Him : grimaces
THEN I realise it's DIJ mainman Douglas P! Oh how I laughed, later. At the time I just edged away, embarrassed for both him and me.

second time was in boston on the ugly casanova tour--i think that mr. brock was arrested at the canadian border or something. the opening acts, iron and wine and the kingsbury manx still played, but i had never heard of either of them at the time, so i didn't stick around. which i regret now.

A friend has a much better story of waiting outside ManRay to see Joy Division's first stateside appearance.

I remember this too, but I'll repost mine. In the early 80s SST scheduled a free outdoor fest of their bands, including the Minutemen and Leaving Trains (and a half dozen others), about 15 minutes from where I lived. I drove there with a friend for it and as I got near the entrance my "Great, no long lines" attitude was quickly overtaken by a "Wait, there should be some kind of line" idea, and sure enough, it had been cancelled. The girl at the gate barely knew anything about it, but I think I later heard that it was an insurance problem - back then people were still afraid of "punk" shows. We ended up walking around the park for half an hour or so then heading home.

I still have the ad, I cut it out of the paper to prove it had actually happened.

I also went nuts when Doves cancelled their Coachella's appearance this year.

that's fucking hilarious..hahahaha

Empty parking lot, same poster as in Florence with a large "ANNULATO" card plastered over it.

Upon returning the van I manage to crash it into a pile of garbage right in front of the rental agency and we lose the cash deposit.

Still haven't seen them.

Still not rescheduled...

cancelled in Albany too...a dramatic friend destroyed her cassette copy in response...

that same year we all had to go downtown to return our tix for the Rollercoaster Tour as well.

Missed Depeche Mode twice do to Dave Gahan's "throat problems"