While we are talking about meeting, were you in Allan's band ca. 1986-87? At the time, after graduating from Berklee, I was driving a cab in Boston. Around 11pm on a Tuesday night, I was flagged down by Allan and his band outside of Quincy Market. Chad wanted to know where the action was, where to find the ladies. Boston is a pretty boring town on a Tuesday night and I was at a loss. I didn't really think the Combat Zone was appropriate, so I drove everyone to Harvard Sq. (with Chad in the front seat) and dropped them off at the Wursthaus. Years later, around 1999 or so, I was hanging out with my friend, Bill Kopper, a wonderful jazz and Brazilian guitarist who I met here in Boulder and was telling him this story. It turned out that the band went straight from my cab to his table at the Wursthaus. Like me, he was a starving musician in Boston and this was his first or second night on the job as a waiter there. Apparently it was also his last! I gather that he managed to screw up the orders pretty badly that night. Although he might be a poor waiter, he is a wonderful guitar player!
Anyway, it occurs to me that you might have been in that cab that night!
Best,
Edwin