Sometime 1977, 78, whenever their first album dropped, they got booked at a wild old club named Detroit, up the street in Port Chester, NY (10-15 mins from me).
Hadn't seen 'em, and had only heard whatever single dropped (Brass In Pocket, maybe?).
Lights went down, sound UP, and they hit the stage with THIS. Chrissie was all in black, the decibels were uncountable (always, at Detroit), and young hearts fell all over Port Chester.
I was hooked, half-in-love, and never looked back.