I remember playing at the Troubadour, and being a trifle nervous. It's history was a bit intimidating. I decided to stick to strictly Canadian material which was probably a good idea.

One memory that REALLY sticks in my mind was watching several fellows heading to a nearby club that was obviously NOT featuring folk music. They were all dressed in black leather from head to toe, complete with motorcycle helmets. A bit striking, but what really caught my attention was that they had all emerged from a BUS! I was young and naieve in those days, and for a split second thought "did ALL their Harleys break down at once"?

Rick