In 1973 the band played a fateful series of shows at a hotel in Bermuda, and Richman returned from this trip a changed artist. He tells this story in his later song “Down in Bermuda.” He had the revelation that he didn’t need to be the dark, brooding New Englander playing Velvet Underground-inspired rock; he could write sunny, relaxed songs instead.
En rentrant d’un concert de Jonathan Richman, Dean Wareham se souvient de l’amour indéfectible qu’il porte à l’ex-leader des Modern Lovers depuis l’heureux jour de 1980 où il a trouvé un exemplaire de leur premier album, épuisé depuis belle lurette, chez un disquaire en Nouvelle Zélande.
