Last night, I attended the Phoenix Saturays Reunion celebrating Martin Streek and 30 years of Phoenix Saturday Nights. Let's do the time warp again!
Unlike the recent 35th anniversary of Electric Cicus I attended recently, I actually did dance at the Phoenix for many of these nights in the early-to-mid-90s. I attended more Q107-sponsored Strange Paradise nights at the Phoenix than CFNY live-to-airs, but the vibe was the same. That room, the dry ice, the lights, and the jams. There was a point during The Offspring's Self Esteem when I really did feel like it was '94.
But then I remembered I was pushing 50 and had a 60 bike ride home and my youngest had hockey evaluations in the morning, but for a brief moment, this time machine functioned brilliantly,
I had a blast.
