I fell in love with San Francisco rock & roll thanks to a Herb Greene photo
It was Grace Slick’s eyes, staring out from the cover of the posthumous live album by her erstwhile combo, the Great! Society. Like some psychedelic siren, the bottomless well of her gaze pulled me in and I was hooked. A short while later, the sartorial elegance displayed by the Jefferson Airplane on the Surrealistic Pillow jacket had my friends and I scouring London’s flea markets for a striped shirt that had to be exactly like the one Jorma Kaukonen sported. With no emotional; or nostalgic ties to the psychedelic era, our post-punk generation couldn’t help but view these images, and accompanying music, as glimpses of a faraway, magical time and place. Innocent, tentative, but with a distinct gleam in the eye that indicated something was happening here, Mr Jones. Did we think that was cool? Boy, did we ever.