Rediscovering Old Loves - Behind The Sun

Yes, it's true, I used to LOVE the Red Hot Chili Peppers. It's also true that I stopped loving them after Uplift Mofo Party Plan, an album to which this song, "Behind the Sun," belongs.

I went to see RHCP with Faith No More (back when they had Chuck, back when they were good) at the Arcadia in Dallas in early 1988. Or maybe it was late 1987? I even remember the bitchin' psychedelic leggings I wore, which is strange since I dropped acid that night and had quite an adventure. Actually, I remember a lot of details from that night...

(I think I mentioned before that while yes, I had quite a misspent youth, I am now a boring old tea-totaler, etc etc etc. My mother reads this blog and everything and she's definitely not one of those "cool moms." She is old school, which I like.)

It was the sock tour. I was homeless but apparently still had access to cute outfits. My friend Gail and I were more excited to see Faith No More than the Chili Peppers but both acts were equally excellent (and that's not the drugs talking). It remains one of the best concerts I've ever seen.

After the show we went to a party at Gringo Manor (if you were in Dallas in the late 80s, maybe you remember) attended by FNM and possibly RHCP but on that part, details are sketchy. Some of the band were really nice (the drummer), some were not (I won't say here). Somehow, Gail and I managed to kidnap bassist Billy Gould. We took him back to her apartment where we hung out with her seven cats and talked about how "Sleep is the Enemy" is some sort of motto at M.I.T.

Okay, I realize this post turned into 20 year old stories about another band but, err, you know... "Behind the Sun" was my favorite Red Hot Chili Peppers song for a long time. I hadn't listened to it for ages, and it showed up on the ol' iTunes today.

I still love Flea's Snoopy pants.