"It’s been many years since that fateful night.

   You’ll pardon me if some of the details are alittle fuzzy in my recollection.

   But there we were… at The Living Room… in Providence, Rhode Island. We were there to see that killer Australian band: the Hoodoo Gurus. Of course, you’ll remember them from great albums like “Mars Needs Guitars” and great songs like “Like Wow (Wipeout)”. And there’re a bunch of their videos up on YouTube for your listening pleasure.

   There we were in this big, brick warehouse of a place to watch this wild eighties rock band –and the place was PACKED. i dunno what the official capacity of the place was, but I’m sure the Fire Marshall wouldn’t’ve been none too happy had he seen what i seen. People were packed in there like sardines and we could barely move. And the HEAT! It was like an oven in there. A big brick oven packed with sardines. It was crazy.

   People were still filing in while the opening band played, but now the crowd was ready. It’d swelled to full capacity and the capacity crowding was sweating bullets like packed sardines in a brick oven. My own shirt was soaked through. Half out with my sweat and half in with the sweat of dozens of others. We were writhing in sweatsoaked sardine agony as the brick walls of that oven echoed with the clapping of a thousand anxious music fans."

   Then, amidst the clapping and the sweating and the angst, they appeared. The Hoodoo Gurus themselves. They came onstage and the crowd went even wilder. There was a rush and a push and the land that we stood on was no longer ours. -Thus making things even More packed up front where we were. My friends and i were standing together one minute and the next minute there was an impossibly impassable mass of people between us. There was no WAY we'd be getting back together until after the show. We could only shrug and endure the first song.