I liked a lot of their stuff, but I always get a warm glow hearing this. It takes me back to 1972, Angeles City, (finally) drifting off to sleep in Alice’s apartment at 7:00 AM while the band down the street (Angeles was a 24 hour town) broke into the opening riffs of “Up Around The Bend.”
A Navy guy from Cubi Point, I’d blast up to Angeles on my Kawasaki 500 triple for a few days of fun and games every so often with a couple of girls I knew up there, both named Alice…both beautiful…I was young and reckless and life was good.
