Although l haven't found solace in the arms of Our Saviour, obviously nowadays l'm a fine upstanding citizen and forsake the evil temptations of Beelzebub, but photographs like this take me back to my hedonistic youth many many years ago, listening to top tunes that sound great on psychedelics. The year on crack was a particular highlight. Just say no kids.
Mind you, l've got another Hamburg trip shortly, so.......... I'm sure my mates will keep me on the righteous path.
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