Two men who I later learned were John Belushi and Dan Aykroyd came to our dressing room masquerading as people from the sanitation department. I suppose them doing a bit for us offstage was intended as a compliment, but as I didn’t know who they were, the joke seemed at our expense.
Everything got very tense. The prevailing mood on both sides was somewhere between jaded and self-important.
All the time, record company reps kept banging on about us doing “Less Than Zero,” a song that seemed much less likely to be understood by the American audience than almost anything else on what I already thought of as our “old record”: My Aim is True.
I was thinking about the future.
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