THE HALF-DOZEN OR SO MOODS OF ULTRAVOX
Onstage, the amazing Ultravox. Right in front, on the edge of the area called the pit—not, unfortunately, in my honor— myself and the affable photog Bob Alford. Affable Bob’s busy at his trade; I can afford to sit and blow smoke. Ultravox are blowing smoke, too. Literally.
July 1, 1983