I well remember my first trip to the United States as a lowly roadie. It was 1983 and I was touring with David Gilmour of Pink Floyd fame.
“We're going to play the Garden,” said a colleague. A fellow Englishman and a veteran of U.S. tours, he'd been to New York's favorite venue many times. “It's a strong Union Hall,” he said. “Teamsters and [IATSE] Local One, strict separation between departments — get your stuff together.”