LOONEY TOONS
Yes, friends, ? and the Mysterians have re-formed and they’re better 'n' ever if only because of a lack of competition.
I couldn’t imagine it happening but there I was — swaggering, and jiving, again like I did at Mt. Holly back in ’66 — and there HE was, swaggering and jiving, again like HE did at Mt. Holly back in ’66.
Yes, friends, ? and the Mysterians have re-formed and they’re better’n’ever if only because of a lack of competition.
It began when Pete Cavanaugh, from Flint’s teen/rock station WTAC, informed Charlie and I that they would be appearing at his club, Sherwood Forest (which is located in Davison, which is the home of John and David Sinclair and if you don’t know who John is by now, heaven help us all) the following Sunday.
Needless to say, it was impossible, even after two nights running of Tina Turner, to miss such a landmark exposition of punk-rock. So we piled into Charlie’s ’66 Mustang — the perfect car for the occasion, much like piling into a ’56 Chevy back in ’61 — early Sunday evening and commenced the hour and a half drive.