I will never forget this: I saw the Patti Smith Group at the Hard Rock Cafe (yes, that's what it was called) in West Hartford on October 13, 1978. I was front row center, squished up against the stage. At the end of the show, as the band was taking their bows, she took a couple of steps backward. And she looked straight at me -- and gave me the most ethereal, angelic smile I've ever seen on a human being, before or since. This is hard to describe, but I'm convinced that she showed me her soul. And it was otherworldly beautiful.