The Beat Goes On
About Face? About Time DETROIT—And here’s the way our modern tragedy went: the band from Springfield, Missouri—the band that’s put the show in the Show Me State— were playing Detroit for the first time. People turned out by the twos until the crowd swelled to 30, or maybe even more.
The Beat Goes On
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About Face? About Time
DETROIT—And here’s the way our modern tragedy went: the band from Springfield, Missouri—the band that’s put the show in the Show Me State— were playing Detroit for the first time. People turned out by the twos until the crowd swelled to 30, or maybe even more. No kidding, there was enough personal space for the whole NBA in the joint. Naturally, the band went ahead and played two very good sets, just for the hell of it.
The band was Fools Face. They’ve been at it for nine years now, and—despite critical acclaim all the way up to Billboard—they’re still waiting for the so-so success of, say, Men At Work. Why they haven’t got it yet would probably make a good book—they’ve certainly made all the right moves (three indie LPs on Talk Records, opening for the usual bunch of Costellos and Stray Cats, tremendous regional appeal) so far. But there’s no time for a book, so we’ll just have to read between the octaves.