Built in ’76 for the Olympic Games, the huge stadium sits in Montréal’s early and very flat east side like an escapee from Close Encounters of the Third Kind, its inclined tower the tallest in the world but its deficit even taller. Local teams have long deserted and the magnificent structure remains unclaimed, and unwanted.
I saw Pink Floyd live there once, in another lifetime.
“And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where’s or why’s
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light”
Echoes – Pink Floyd