It was at the Cactus Club in San Jose. It was in February 1991 so I was 20 years old. The flock didn’t talk to us, so we made fun of them in hushed giggles. Very immature, I know. All I remember is that they were traveling in an airstream, something I didn’t think was very cool at the time.
If I could go back in time, I would be nicer since in the years that have passed I’ve figured out the trying to act cool is just about the most uncool thing you can do. I’d tell them thanks for making some great tunes. I’d wish them a good show and a good tour. But I’m a nicer person now than I was then. It’s not that I wasn’t nice inside, it was just that I was trying too hard to impress boys. Silly me.