After finishing up college
in New York City, I put
together a band -- my first
real serious band, as
before then I'd played mostly
solo and duo gigs --
and hung around for several
years. During the
summers of 1981-83, we played
pretty much
every Friday and Saturday night
out on eastern
Long Island, in the small beach
towns (Montauk
and East Hampton in particular)
where everyone
from the city escaped for their
weekend getaways.
We'd stay out there for the
weekend, and always
had a great time. (Occasionally
too good of a time!)
Sometimes we'd pick up a Sunday
afternoon gig as
well... most often at the Sea
Wolf, which is where
the photo above was taken.
Located at a marina,
and run by a very nice guy
actually named Wolf,
the Sea Wolf was an excellent
place... although
it was sometimes pretty grueling
playing out in
the hot summer sun.