I used to go to a lot of afterparties and backstage events, met a lot of folks in music before they were celebrities. I met Jules (as she introduced herself) in early 1980 or '81 at an after party. She stuck her tongue in my ear during the introduction and I narrowly escaped a beat-down from her escort (it didn't go unnoticed I had copped a feel in the heat of the moment...).
'77 through '81 kind of all run together in a jumble in my teen-age memories. As a teen I rarely paid attention to the calendar, just the seasons and some events. Similarly I met a lot of interesting and engaging people, sometimes discovering decades later they had gone on to do some exciting things. All those opportunities missed due to the indifference of callow youth, bummer...
Those years I was either in Germany sitting in a tank in the Fulda Gap or in the states at Ft. Hood, or at the Pentagon.