Obligatory nod to Phoebe Cates aside, this album is fantastic from start to finish. There was a bar near my school. Not a college bar—that’s where you went on Saturday night. This was where you went to day drink on Wednesdays. They had this in the jukebox, and it was almost a guarantee to hear “Just What I needed.” The bartender was a little guy with big hair and he’d bop around and sing along like his life depended on it. Thanks for the trip back down memory lane!
Kevin, I have a similar story about a bar and a jukebox. And every time I listen to that particular album now (I’ll keep the album private...it may come up in EONS shortly) it immediately transports me back there.
I would have commented sooner, but you dropped the Phoebe Cates reference, and let's just say I got a bit distracted...
My very first rock concert at the old Boston Garden was the Mighty J. Geils Band (yes, I capitalized the "M" in mighty, whatcha gonna do about it?) on the "Love Stinks" tour with The Cars opening. It was a memorable night for many, many reasons (first time stoned among them!), and even though I never liked their followups as much as the debut, they are forever enshrined in my personal RnRHoF.
Also, if there is a better argument for rock stars getting the hottest girls than Ric O and Paulina P, I'll never live to hear it.
Mighty J. Geils indeed. I'm pretty sure I thought that every great band came from Boston at that point in my life. We are the Hub of the Universe after all. As for Ric and Paulina, the way I've heard it is that she pursued him! Must've been the skinny tie
Obligatory nod to Phoebe Cates aside, this album is fantastic from start to finish. There was a bar near my school. Not a college bar—that’s where you went on Saturday night. This was where you went to day drink on Wednesdays. They had this in the jukebox, and it was almost a guarantee to hear “Just What I needed.” The bartender was a little guy with big hair and he’d bop around and sing along like his life depended on it. Thanks for the trip back down memory lane!
Kevin, I have a similar story about a bar and a jukebox. And every time I listen to that particular album now (I’ll keep the album private...it may come up in EONS shortly) it immediately transports me back there.
I would have commented sooner, but you dropped the Phoebe Cates reference, and let's just say I got a bit distracted...
My very first rock concert at the old Boston Garden was the Mighty J. Geils Band (yes, I capitalized the "M" in mighty, whatcha gonna do about it?) on the "Love Stinks" tour with The Cars opening. It was a memorable night for many, many reasons (first time stoned among them!), and even though I never liked their followups as much as the debut, they are forever enshrined in my personal RnRHoF.
Also, if there is a better argument for rock stars getting the hottest girls than Ric O and Paulina P, I'll never live to hear it.
Mighty J. Geils indeed. I'm pretty sure I thought that every great band came from Boston at that point in my life. We are the Hub of the Universe after all. As for Ric and Paulina, the way I've heard it is that she pursued him! Must've been the skinny tie