|I saw Joe on the Earthquake Weather tour on Friday, Nov. 10, 1989, in Trenton, NJ at City Gardens, an old-school punk club about an hour or two from NYC. I think a local band opened. In a notebook I kept at that time I scribbled down some songs he played: "Gangsterville," "King of the Bayou" (I remember folks laughing at the line "She'll just say we were drunks who couldn't make her come"), "London Calling," "Police & Thieves," "What's My Name," and "I Fought the Law."
I also noted that I didn't know a lot of the songs he played; he could have done more from "London Calling" but since at that time I had only the first two Clash albums I wouldn't have known it. I also remember people calling for "White Riot" and he said "I'm sorry, I hear your request but I can't play that song," very seriously.
I got there early and Joe walked right by me in the dark club; I could see the oil glisten in his hair and noticed he was wearing an intricate Western shirt. I said, "Hey Joe!" but he had his eyes closed, just nodded, said, "Right, right!" and kept going.