I started playing professionally around Seattle in the late 70's. I can't remember the songs we played except on by Bill Withers-- Real Mother for Ya, and How Long Has This Been Going On. Beginning in 1980 we were approached by an older booking agent in Seattle and he offered us out of town gigs. While playing in Shelby Montana a lady gave us a business card and that call led us to years of playing in Alberta and B.C. She always booked out four months at a time, we'd take a month off then go back to Canada. One gig we had was at Great Slave Lake, where we had to drive for hours to Godforsaken country near a Native reservation.
The town was small but lots of oil money. We played Thursday through Saturday, or 'back threes.' On Saturday night another young band came in and watched us play. They liked us a lot, and we met and talked during a break. They were an up and coming band called Loverboy. With a bit of modesty I hope to say that we were a very good touring band, from months and months of practicing in closed bars in the mornings. Well, we asked the young band to get up onstage and play a couple songs. They played Turn Me Loose and Working for the Weekend. The bass player, a nice guy, had a sharpie and he signed my bass case. We all got their business card but never heard from them again. By the way, their performance was Electric. It was as if they KNEW they were a concert act and recording artists. That was ONE of my brushes with fame in my young days.
I was the guy who DID do the dive gigs, great hotel gigs, opening acts, middle of nowhere but well fed and housed gigs. Yes traveling was tiresome and often our rooms weren't very nice. But there was so much camaraderie and the musicians I worked with long term were gifted musicians and kind decent souls. I wouldn't trade one of those days for anything because one day one of my small gigs I discovered an angel just waiting for me to step into her life. Her name was Carey, and that was 33 years ago. We've been together ever since 1987 and it was the best path I could have traveled. I'm a lucky man.