“The crowd of about 200 huddled in the parking lot of San Pedro City Ballet, ensconced in fog and drizzle. Restless and excited, they might have been awaiting the arrival of a rock legend. … Neighbors crouched on the roof of a small bungalow next door to get a glimpse of the action. When at last a gray SUV rolled up, smartphones and tablets shot into the air and the chanting began: ‘Misty, Misty, Misty.'”