––how did you get there?

TG: In the back of a blue Ford Fairmont. In later years, that same blue Ford Fairmont would be used to drop me off a mile from the Concord Pavilion for much cooler shows where a Ford Fairmont would not have been appreciated. Like, you know, Rick Springfield. Or Berlin, except that I didn’t actually see Berlin, I just hung out in the parking lot trying to look cool at age 13. But definitely for the Thompson Twins.

RM: My sister must have driven us. She was older and had her own car. Or a series of cars, because she crashed at least one of them. She took me and my boarding school roommate, Andy.

ES: hmm... We must've driven & parked & then hiked several miles to the theater... Do not recall being drunk... I think we wanted to keep our heads clear for maximum Tori Rush...

––what was the show like?

TG: Well, as it turns out, a nine year old can get stoned if he inhales enough secondary smoke from the disco survivors and soft-rock aficionados that peopled the grass section of the Concord Pavilion, so my memories of both shows are that they rocked big time. The deal we made was that the four of us would split the show in half, so during the first half of the Donna Summer/Air Supply show, my sisters had the seats and my brother and I had the grass and then, at an appropriate time, we exchanged spots. What I recall about Donna Summer was that when she sang “Hot Stuff” the crowd lost all control and began dancing like it was Studio 54. What I recall about Air Supply is that they had an elaborate laser show at the opening of the set for a song called, ironically, “I Can’t Get Excited,” and that people in the grass section were playing some hard core air guitar to it, which, upon listening to it moments before writing this, makes me think that people in 1980 didn’t have a strong sense of what songs were worthy of air guitaring.

RM: It was great, I think. What I can remember of it was great. He played a lot of material from LATHER, which was his quadruple album that Warner Brothers had rejected that year. A lot of this stuff later ended up on LIVE IN NEW YORK (and SLEEP DIRT and STUDIO TAN and ORCHESTRAL FAVORITES), which was recorded at that show and others. I remember that Frank unfurled a banner saying "Warner Bros. Record Company Sucks" at one point. And Don Pardo did some announcing.

ES: Sexy and intimate––like she was singing all these fabulous dirty songs just for us... I remember getting teary-eyed over her cover of the recently-deceased Kurt Cobain's SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT. I also remember when Tori first burst out onto stage, some nut yelled 'you're not beautiful' and someone sane yelled back: 'BULLSHIT!' and the crowd erupted: the first of countless ovations for Tori that night...