Here's a just-unearthed photo that just came my way that would have been in the book for sure if I'd known about it.  This was shot in my friend Brett Frey's (second from left) apartment the afternoon Alex flew into Buffalo to play at McVan's in June of 1979.  I'm on the far left and Bill Poczik, the majordomo of the Buffalo indie scene, is on the far right.  This scene is described in the book – Alex was explaining to us why he preferred not to rehearse before the show.  The prospect of playing to a packed club with a drummer we had just met and our musical hero seemed pretty daunting but, just as Alex had predicted, the spontaneous high-points were much better than anything we could have planned out in a proper rehearsal.  The evening was a smashing success.