I have a great memory of seeing Romeo Void at a national college radio convention in Wash DC 1980.
I have a great memory of meeting Deborah Iyall and her husband (and her mother and a family friend) while eating at The Obrero Hotel, a long gone Basque boarding house on Stockton. Diners sit at a communal table, so we had to talk with each other, and it was a good hour into dinner when we realized who she was.
She told us she was in a band, and I mentioned I was from back east and named the city (Rochester). "Oh we played there!" she said.
"Really? what was your band's name?"
"Romeo Void...." she said, a little hesitantly, just in case we never heard of it.
my girlfriend let out a yelp, dropped her fork, stood up and nearly jumped across the table to hug her. "I thought you were her!"
they gave us a ride home!