Thirty years later for the old rock band, no longer together, some of the details are sketchy. Like did it happen in New Hampshire or Vermont? Other details are as specific as the smell of gasoline on a freezing cold night when you just might die.
In fairness to the conflicting memories of the three Incredible Casuals and their two crew members who were there on that frigid northern night some three decades ago and recalled this story for us, they were all breathing gasoline fumes for several hours at the time of “the incident,” as their roadie, Lou McMurrer called it.
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