The year was 1989. It was my birthday and a girlfriend decided to take me to that famous LA underground club that changed locations weekly. We got there, I in my sky blue skin tight mini dress and hair up to here, innocent and unknowing as to what the evening would hold. I was immediately adopted by this 24 year old grandson of a very famous studio head who was already gone but still remains extremely well known to this day. He reminded me of the singer of REM.