We finally left and followed him to some hole in the wall joint in San Diego. I remember a bunch of people there as they had quite a following. I was sitting further back on a type of ledge where I had a great view. I remember him sitting behind his drum set and just getting lost in the music. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He seemed so familiar like I knew him, but I knew I never met him before. (It would also be years before I realized this was "hot giy). All I know is I just felt so drawn to him and I wanted him to notice me to.
My attention was diverted at one point to the singer as he started dropping to the ground. I thought he was having a seizure but he kept on singing. (I'm pretty sure he intercepted the energy I was sending to Pat. The amount of energy I was sending out..yeah,lol) Soon after, things went back to normal and my attention was directed right back to him.