What I really remember is that people camped out everywhere, and the fact everybody expected it might turn into a big nightmare with all sorts of hassles because back in those days everybody was smoking pot and taking acid.

I was working at this club in downtown L.A. from four to eight at night, just Eddie Rubin, the drummer, and I.

All summer long we spent dancin' in the sand, and the jukebox kept on playing Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

I'd gone through periods where I didn't work live performances for probably seven or eight months at a time.

I think after 1970 or so, after I sold Soul City, I took off for awhile and didn't do too many gigs.

But I always loved songs with great lyrics.

I've got a Fender Concert amp from the '60s, the one Joe Osborn used. He played his bass through it.