A long, long time ago (early 1980's) in a galaxy far away (Sacramento, CA) I went with my pal Eric to see Sammy Hagar at the Memorial Auditorium. This was the time I learned from Eric, you can tape bottles of Southern Comfort to your triceps and then raise your arms for the pat-down.
My memory is turning to Eric as we sat there burning one and sipping SC as some local band started their opening act. I remember saying "these guys are pretty good" after they had finished the song "Don't Tell Me You Love Me". At the time, I could only remember that the word "Ranger" was in the bands name.
Of course they would climb to fame with the song "Sister Christian" as the band "Night Ranger". Props to Sacramento!