You know, I was at one of the two San Francisco shows on that subsequent tour as well (March 1st, 1980, as the internet tells me) and I remember the skankin bandana routine too! I had half my attention on the crowd and didn’t notice till my girlfriend started elbowing me in the ribs and saying “that’s the Clash guys”. I didn’t believe her at first, but it turned out she was right. It was only two that night, though, Mick and Paul I think.
It simply blows my mind to learn that it was only five months after that epic first time at Kezar. I suppose the months really count when you’re fifteen, but so so so much had changed in my world between those two shows and if I hadn’t looked it up I’d have sworn it was much much later. The shows were very different too, this one being in a proper theater rather than a jerry-rigged roller derby venue. I’m sure that’s one reason the sound was so awful.
I managed to see the Clash twice more, once at the Oakland Coliseum opening for the Who on the “It’s Hard” tour (which I wrote about briefly here) and finally on the ill-fated Cut the Crap tour, which was operatically tragic and which I may type up at some point in the future.
Thanks for sharing your memory and jogging mine!