We partied out ahead of the show at our house a few blocks away from the field house. Various people drifted off to the venue, while I sorta "spaced out". When I came around to getting it together to go to the field house I got up and walked down to the Camp Randel and without breaking a step, as I walked up to the door(I hadn't even gotten a ticket yet), the door opened and somebody said, "Come on in." Which I did.
My mistake, on spelling, but not on memory.
Stayed on Miflin Street.Everyone was dosed (courtesy of crazy steve). Dark Star sounded like Ravel or DeBussy.