At six-thirty in the evening, fourteen thousand Japanese music lovers filled every seat of the Nippon Budokan. The atmosphere inside the sacred hall was unlike anything the American band had ever witnessed. There was no unruly shouting, no drunken rowdiness, no smoke or chaotic pushing. Instead, fourteen thousand people sat in quiet, dignified anticipation, holding souvenir tour programs and glowing penlights held neatly in their laps. Behind the mixing console…
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