I was standing outside Nos 49 this afternoon, first time in the best part of 45 years. Wow. Anybody reading this that spent their Saturdays - midnight to 7am, sitting on the floor down in that truly magical hole in the ground doen't need me to remind them of the wonder of those glorious days of our youth.
Sandy Denny's first set at at 4am. Long John Baldry on a 12 string playing Jack Frank's Christine. Spider John Koerner whacking his 7 string and telling those awful, wonderful jokes. And on, and on, and on. I've a cassette tape somewhere I recorded at the time of one of Spider's sessions.
I've still got my membership card tucked away, just in case . . .
Off now to tuck the grandchildren in.