Your lipstick stains
On the front lobe of my left-side brains
I knew I wouldn't forget you
And so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moonbeam
The smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided
You're the one I have decided who's one of my kind
I might actually pick a fight with this guy if I bumped into him in person
Fun fact #2:
Back when I lived in SF in my early 20s, I’d sometimes play ragtime / fingerstyle blues guitar on Haight for extra beer money. I was well-practiced back then, and had a pretty solid repertoire. (I’ve since developed arthritis & barely play any more)
The manager of a Mediterranean restaurant on Haight St heard me one Saturday, and asked if I’d come by and play a set at an acoustic event they were doing. He said he’d pay me a little, i could pass the hat for tips and they’d feed me some dinner.
Sure, why not. I went out, did my 5-6 songs, finished with 12 Sticks by Rev. Gary Davis, got a bunch of love from the crowd, and went to eat my falafel plate.
The headlining band came out - like 5-6 guys, multiple hand drums & percussion instruments, couple guitars.
They were legitimately good - like, harmonies, solid original songs with professional arrangement.
Fast forward a bunch of years, and I’m living in Seattle, turning on the Grammy awards, and holy crap, it’s that band! They’re performing & winning a Grammy. It’s Train.
So yeah - technically speaking, I can honestly say that I opened for Train. I think it was one of the 1st times they’d played in SF.
Their lyrics were always pretty iffy. lol.