Originally Posted by MisterPeabody

I saw The Cure in 1987 when they played a small club in NYC called The Ritz (sadly, horribly, now closed, like CBGB's and The Bottom Line and too many other famous venues to mention or I'll weep).

Anyway their show was FILLED with so much smoke and lasers and 'atmosphere' that I couldn't see shit, just the top of Robert Smith's hair so I began hitting on the waitress (I was in the balcony). The show was for the 'Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me' tour, one of my fave albums, too.

The show was good but also a bit boring (sorry), tho not AS boring as THE "all-time most boring live band fucking EVER" The Cars.

(Shagged the waitress that night, too, leaving the girl I was with on the corner to catch a bus home 'cause she pissed me off asking for a $60 Cure sweatshirt and it was our first date. OH the memories, and the mammaries....hey I was a teen-ager!!).