Twenty-six years after

Our cross-country tour of 1988, the source of much mirth in this space these last few weeks, draws to a close on this day, in Pittsburgh.  Looking over my set lists and searching the memory bank, after a triumphant date at the I-Beam in San Francisco, the trip east is mostly slog, and upon walking into the Decade, home to what local journalists would later term “a bruising bunch of bar-rock bands,” I doubt we guessed how fun the show would turn out to be.   As I recall, we were treated well by the club and audience alike,  played a longer than usual set, and drove all night back to Hoboken, mission close enough to accomplished.


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