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Debbie Randolph Harrison (audience) : My dad took me to my first Badfinger show. My first show was at Painter's Mill Music Theater, in Owings Mills, MD, a Baltimore suburb, on March 3, 1972. I went with three friends (two girls and a guy), snagging the last tickets available for purchase in D.C. for that night's first show. My dad was great. He asked me, "You want this?" My response was, "Yeah!" I had no idea where this place was, but we set out from our house, and he drove us there, about an hour away, on a Friday night. Since there was no ticket for him, he just sat in the car through the whole concert.
Before their appearance, we got autographs from the band members as they left the backstage area and headed for a concession stand in the center of the lobby. Painter's Mill was a theater-in-the-round that had a backstage area that came off the main lobby, bordered by a door.
My friends and I stood to one side of the lobby, near this door, not really minding it or knowing what it was. We talked about the show and the group. Suddenly, the door pushed open. Mike pushed his head out. Looked around and walked over to get some food. I recognized him but didn't believe that he was that close, heading out among the people, looking for food. I told my friends, "Wow - that looks like Mike, the drummer...but he's kind of short!" (I had this image of everyone in the band as being tall.) Other people hadn't recognized him. When he returned to retreat inside the door, I stopped him for a moment to say hello. He stopped, friendly, chatting, signed an autograph, and even wrote down the address of the Badfinger Fan Club, in Reading, UK.. He was surprised when I asked about his young son, Owen: "You know about him?"
I think Joey came out next. He said hello and signed an autograph, too, though we didn't talk as long. My friends were Beatle fans who had listened to Badfinger, but couldn't distinguish the individual members. I served as tour guide on this one. Tom was the third one to come out. We really didn't keep him too long, either, but we said hello and he signed an autograph. Pete came out last, as I recall. He seemed friendly, though a little shy. He signed my tablet and by then, it was time to get his food and make it backstage. This was my first contact talking to them.
After hearing them play, of course we wanted to stay for the second show, but that was out of the question.
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Before their appearance, we got autographs from the band members as they left the backstage area and headed for a concession stand in the center of the lobby. Painter's Mill was a theater-in-the-round that had a backstage area that came off the main lobby, bordered by a door.
My friends and I stood to one side of the lobby, near this door, not really minding it or knowing what it was. We talked about the show and the group. Suddenly, the door pushed open. Mike pushed his head out. Looked around and walked over to get some food. I recognized him but didn't believe that he was that close, heading out among the people, looking for food. I told my friends, "Wow - that looks like Mike, the drummer...but he's kind of short!" (I had this image of everyone in the band as being tall.) Other people hadn't recognized him. When he returned to retreat inside the door, I stopped him for a moment to say hello. He stopped, friendly, chatting, signed an autograph, and even wrote down the address of the Badfinger Fan Club, in Reading, UK.. He was surprised when I asked about his young son, Owen: "You know about him?"
I think Joey came out next. He said hello and signed an autograph, too, though we didn't talk as long. My friends were Beatle fans who had listened to Badfinger, but couldn't distinguish the individual members. I served as tour guide on this one. Tom was the third one to come out. We really didn't keep him too long, either, but we said hello and he signed an autograph. Pete came out last, as I recall. He seemed friendly, though a little shy. He signed my tablet and by then, it was time to get his food and make it backstage. This was my first contact talking to them.
After hearing them play, of course we wanted to stay for the second show, but that was out of the question.
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