I had a great time last night at the fabulous Seminole Hard Rock Hollywood, almost walking distance from our house. For a little while I was back in the 60s, back in the Summers of Love, the greatest time ever to be young, to look forward to the future, to listen to music on the AM radio or on little plastic records, to hang with friends and flirt those oh-so-handsome young men. People say it was a simpler time and it must be true if the music of those days tells the story: silly songs of love (yummy, yummy, yummy, I have love in my tummy) to songs of deep relationship heartache (kind of a drag when your baby don't love you).
Where did the years go? I had them back for a few hours last night...
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