Part One, So You Want to be a Rock �n� Roll Star: It�s gray and chilly in Hartford, with all sorts of elemental mischief threatened. The Hooters have been on tour for eight months, supporting their nowplatinum national debut album, Nervous Night. They were out with Don Henley. They were out with Squeeze. They were out on their own. Now they�re out with Loverboy. The road goes on forever.

Two o�clock in the afternoon on the day after a precious day off finds various Hooters in varying degrees of liveliness assembling in the quiet and impersonal hotel lobby. Eric Bazilian, singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist and one of the founding Hooters, is talking to several entourage-types with guitarist John Lilley. Drummer David Uosikkinen and bassist/ singer Andy King sit slumped in the mockcomfortable lobby chairs, unwilling to go gently into the good afternoon. David is cheerfully subdued; he�d actually been partying the previous night and has gotten little, if any, sleep. Andy is silent, sporting fashionable stubble (removed by showtime), a Jane Jetson button and shades; he is simply a night person.