From my journal, 11 May 1988:

Passim: Concert by Pat Humphries,[...]. The performance was inoffensive but pretty thin gruel: no vivid images, not even any rhymes, all the songs very short, and politically correct. There was, however, a pair of young men in the audience who were worth the price of admission; they were in love & snuffled & touched each other & laughed a lot. I left after the first set.