‘The Strip was suddenly alive with hairy teen hobos and older hippies in
nifty belly-button-baring shirts and little girls with mop straight hair and
belted hip huggers settled low and cool on their anatomies. The convergence of
social types has created a permanent bumper-to-bumper weekend traffic jam in
which it now takes some 30 sardine-like minutes to inch along the strip’s 1.7
miles. Modernist architecture added a celestial feeling to the drive-in restaurants,
underground theatres, and coffeehouses, not to mention more than 35
psychedelic/mod nightclubs catering to the scene.’
GREAT! This one has been on my to-read list for a while now, thank you very much man!
ReplyDeleteThank you, thank you, thank you.... been looking for this everywhere.
ReplyDeleteEvery year of rock's golden era seems to have a book telling its story - if one hasn't been written it's only a matter of time.
I look forward to 1967, 1968, 1969, 1971, 1972... Thanks again for all your great work.
Jeff McKee
Richmond, Virginia
Thank you, thank you, thank you.... been looking for this everywhere.
ReplyDeleteEvery year of rock's golden era seems to have a book telling its story - if one hasn't been written it's only a matter of time.
I look forward to 1967, 1968, 1969, 1971, 1972... Thanks again for all your great work.
Jeff McKee
Richmond, Virginia
i live in a small town and i don't have the money to be Amazoning interesting books, or looking for old pulp originals... but when i drop by here every couple of weeks to see what's new... or not... i feel like i'm going to the coolest library anywhere...
ReplyDeletethanks so much for all this amazing reading and the work you do to make it so.
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