It has to be the summer of 1989. The whole of the summer actually but hanging out on Elm St in Manchester with all the hot girls, friends, music, alcohol and drugs. What a great summer. I was determined to make that summer MY 1969. Hampton Beach for the fourth of July fireworks while tripping my ass off on some great LSD. Bonfires in the woods with lots of booze and chicks. The height of the “hair band” era and I had the hair. A couple girls were wanna be hairdressers and they would tease my hair up about 8-12 inches off the top of my head and spray the hell out of it with the trusted AquaNet. I couldn’t even sit upright in some cars because it was teased out so much. People on Elm St knew me as “Hair”. I was the first one of anyone I knew to get my nose pierced and I had the chain that went from it to an earring. Ate a whole quart of sliced jalapeno peppers on a dare and drank the juice that they were in. Man that was hot, both coming in and going out later. Monsters of Rock in Oxford Maine was that summer too I think and that is a whole other posting. That was a wild and crazy time to be sure. Ahh the memories.