New York City - Early 90's
Having recently relocated to the rotten apple with Mrs Bathtub the first, we found ourselves, courtesy of MBT1st's shiny new PR Job for Jive/Zomba, attending loads of gigs, promo events and the like. Managed to get to see Duran Duran several times at private events (I was a new romantic in the 80's before discovering Dylan and Gram Parsons), 6th row seats for the Dylan 30th anniversary gig at Madison Square Garden (best.gig.ever) and so on. One evening we had a mysterious invite to a private party in a brownstone in midtown - we attended, faces looked familar, beer was drunk, pool was played and as the alcohol flowed though my system I lurched off in search of a bathroom. Opening a likely door, I found myself in a narrow plywood corridor filled with cables and containing several large sweaty technicians with cameras and sound equipment.

So my seven seconds of TV fame came from walking across the lounge of the original first season MTV Real World house and accidentally opening (off camera by this time) the door to the tech/camera area much to the annoyance of the producer. Good party though..

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