He approached the dias in regular clothing. Black Lee Regular fit jeans. 32X32. T-shirt. White Crew neck. Pocket. Pen. Jack Purcells. He began to preach. He taught the truth as he knew it. Nothing bullshit or political, just, matter of fact, as he knew it. No business suit. No Business casual either, with polo shirt and tassled loafters, the stink of cigars, cocaine, whisky or beer.
We’re all going to Hamburg. The sound and equipment will NOT suck. We will be revered and remembered forever.