I was at a Neville Brothers show at The Fillmore in February of 1989 when someone proverbially yelled “fire” in the crowded theater. The first band had finished and we were waiting for the Nevilles when it was announced that the building next door was on fire. We were asked to calmly exit. When we got outside, Geary Blvd. was closed, there were numerous fire engines, the flames were leaping hundreds of feet in the air, and the cops told us to “run”! I remember standing across the street, watching the fire, and feeling bummed that I wouldn’t get to see the Brothers. I did get to see them several times before and after. GREAT band.
May The Four Winds Blow You Safely Home.
Bill, tgo