Ed,

One of my first paying gigs was in Barcelona, Spain in 1957. I was a skinny kid in the U.S. Navy and a member of a three-piece R&R band. The guy that formed the band lined up the jobs, one of which was in a dimly lit hotel pub that was filled with sailors and ladies. Downstairs where we performed was a long bar, however, the majority of the folks tended to gather in what looked like a large, livingroom. The place smelled like someone had dumped a bottle of perfume on the floor. I later found out why so many sailors wandered upstairs, then came back with a big grin on their face and looking a bit disheveled. It was a neat job, didn't pay very much, but the booze was free.

Cheers,

Gary

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