
That brings it all back with avengance. Don't know where the pic was taken, but that is the 'Wings Over America' garb that the band wore during the prior tour of Europe and (obviously) the UK. I was as close to that bass (and the bloke wearing it) as I am to this laptop. Aberdeen Capitol Theatre September 1975? 76?
I didn't have a ticket (capacity 2000 - what chance did anyone have?), so hung around outside the stage door on the morning of the gig along with a couple of other 'chancers'. The trucks rolled up and we offered our services. We were in!
Over 30 years ago, but there was a lot of gear (lasers and everything - a big deal in those days), and it was heavy. Just an endless stream of black cabs wheeled in. Once all inside, one of the 'official' roadies set out chairs towards the front of the stage and delegated me the task of laying masking tape down where the front legs of the chairs were positioned. This was to enable the crew to place the chairs during the performance for the acoustic set (Bluebird, Yesterday etc). I was meticulously ripping off tape and sticking it on the floor to the front and both sides of each chair leg (a 'X' marks the spot would have sufficed, but this was an IMPORTANT job, so I had to do it with some style), when I was aware of some commotion at the back of the stage.
The band had arrived.
Difficult to describe what I felt, Denny Laine is no big deal, but it was definitely Denny Laine, and I really couldn't care less, but seeing Denny Laine meant that somewhere behind him or to the side of him, or even in front of him would be the man everyone was coming to see that night. Funny how the human brain operates. I didn't actually register having seen Paul McCartney even though he was right in front of me, and looking at me, probably wondering who this gawky teenager was bent over the stage with a roll of tape in his hand creating a work of art around his acoustic set chair legs. He walked away and sat at the piano (the house piano - they didn't take their own) and started playing something - to this day I have no idea what he played, but all I can remember is he didn't look at the keys. He was playing something and looking around him and out to the auditorium. It was then he spotted the cleaning ladies and in an instant, the Macca charm kicked in, vamping something fast and egging them on as they danced.
It was at that point that I realised that although I had only seen and heard McCartney playing the piano, the whole band were now actually running through a number (Little Woman Love - I think), and I was still crouched at the front of the stage, frozen to the spot. The rest of the pre-gig time is pretty much a blur, I just have a vague recollection of Linda practising the 'Jet' synth solo over and over again.
I somehow ended up crouching beside the right-hand balcony spot operator, and the show just sped past... although I do remember two ****-ups during the performance: The Long and Winding Road should have had a backdrop painting (of a chair I think) on display, but after McCartney had started singing he motioned to the side of the stage and pointed to the missing backdrop. It sheepishly lowered itself into position as he was singing. Secondly, Macca started Live and Let Die and when he got to "...was an open book..", one of the flash-bangs went off prematurely.
Funny how I only remember what went wrong, whatever went right that night is completely gone.
Sorry, slightly off topic there, but having just aquired THAT bass, even that didn't nudge my memory of the day I was a Wings roadie (before they were famous of course).
Thank you again Kira for that pic.

