As I recall the story, I was sitting in the office of the director of activities at LVC (for a time, she was also my boss, since I worked at the college center as part of my work-study program [and the cafeteria ... and the library]), and she asked me to name a band that we might be able to get for a set budgeted amount of dollars to perform a concert at the semester's end twenty years ago around this time in 1995.
I'm not saying that I'm the sole reason Toad the Wet Sprocket performed on campus that year ... but I am saying I helped plant the seed that got them there ... and that I fetched 3 of the 4 band members in my little two door Ford Escort from the Quality Inn in Lebanon before the show (lead singer Glen Phillips had stayed on the tour bus on campus) ... and that I was rewarded with autographs on my Pale cassette (including Glen, whom the other guys tracked down for me after the show to make the autographs a complete set) ... and that I was one of nearly two dozen staff members that guarded the stage in the gym, protecting a buffer zone in front of the crowd that made the lead singer so awkward, he stopped the show and asked just about everyone with the STAFF shirts to disperse because he felt like he was performing in a prison.
I've been lucky to have seen them twice more as they toured various parts of the midwest, but they will forever be ... "the soundtrack of my college years" (as any reader knows due to their prevalence in previous posts).
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