In the summers of '69 and '70 I made two trips to London with my big
sister Agneta. She looked for places of medieval historical interest -
I followed armed with a camera. But her interest in music was just as fervent
as mine. We both roamed the book and record shops by day and went hunting
for live music by night. These were the years of psychedelia: long solos
and liquid oil projections on the stage; long hair, crushed velvet pants
and three-button-vests in the audience.
The Marquee, Lyceum's Midnight Court ... You could catch a couple of bands at the Marquee and then, by midnight, start queuing in front of The Lyceum Ballroom in the Strand for the "Midnight Court"!