“I came to, looking as together as one of Phil Spector’s hairdos. I felt like Clark Kent after a hard night on the kryptonite. I opened one eye. The morning sunlight slatted its way through the wooden shutters. The bed was strewn with naked bodies. A one-hundred-dollar bill was fluttering in the breeze, poised as it was, between a groupie’s buttocks. Even more concerning, a five-hundred-dollar bill was fluttering between mine.” FunFictionHistoryFiction NovelStories Of PeopleBiography Of Famous PeopleLife As It Was Book:Magic Alex and the Secret History of Rock and Roll Source: Magic Alex and the Secret History of Rock and Roll
“My sweet lordy, lordy. It built up to the Summer of Love down by the Psychedelic Shop on Haight-Ashbury when the sunshine poured in mellow yellow and the Age of Aquarius was rising and the tribes gathered in the rain, in the park and everything and everyone fringed the bottoms of their jeans and put flowers in their hair.” PastFunFiction NovelFamous PeopleYears PastHow Things Really Are Book:Magic Alex and the Secret History of Rock and Roll Source: Magic Alex and the Secret History of Rock and Roll