sad. I remember a few of their songs, of course. They were in an old show Where the Action is ("Ob baby, come on, let me show you where the action is," repeat) with some wild clothes, like Patrick Henry meets Liberace. (One of the former band members, Mark Lindsay, went solo, and Grandma had such a crush on him. She was 15 or 16 at the time.) It was a fun and enduring presence.