All the Concerts Fit to Print

Bill and I sat in the second row from the back, at the arena. The Motels opened. I'm not sure how, but I occasionally recognize a Motels song when I hear it. They weren't really all that memorable. If you bring up the band's name, Bill will probably tell you that the singer simulated fellatio with her microphone and the saxophone.

Brother Where You Bound. This was the album after Roger Hodgson left, so they were missing that whole part of their catalog, but he wasn't the only singer, so they still had quite a few good songs to play. I still remember the hypnotizing railroad film they showed during "Cannonball," and how I missed what was happening onstage.