Tidbit about the documentary “Troubadors”

In this warm & fuzzy film that looks at the heyday of the singer songwriter scene in L.A., my little footprint is there with my name on the Troubador marquis, about two thirds of the way into the movie.  It was my second gig ever in my home town, on my first tour for my first solo album, and was additionally cool because of the awesome folk who had played there in the prior 5 years, James Taylor, Carole King, Elton John, Randy Newman, The Eagles, Jackson Browne, Bonnie Raitt and other giants and big influences of mine.  I played there for a week and will never forget two things in particular–the great Jeff Porcaro sitting in with my band (shortly before Jeff’s Steely Dan debut and about 2 or 3 years before forming Toto with David Paich)) and in the audience, my now good friend, Steve Lukather, all of 17-and brilliant even then.  Jeff forever turned my head around with the deepest meaning of groove….also in the audience (or maybe at the bar) the iconic Harry Nilsson, coming into my dressing room and not only giving me 15 minutes of his time, but actually digging what I did.  Not worthy.

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