Part 46 (2/2)

records and magazines but their parents as well.

THEY STAYED iN California another two weeks, basking in long, lazy days,

making love in the afternoon, giving all-night parties. There were

midweek trips to Disneyland in careful disguises. The photographers

Pete hired to record the outings were so discreet Bev never noticed

them.

She decided to throw out her birth control pills, and Brian wrote love

songs.

As the time to go back to England drew near, the group made peace within

themselves, and set up an informal headquarters in Brian's hillside

home.

”We should all go.” Johnno carelessly pa.s.sed his turn on the bong. ”Hair

was the first important musical for our generation. A rock musical.” He

liked the phrase, the grandeur of it. Already he was turning over ideas

for one. He hoped, when they returned to London, he and Brian could put

together a musical that would outdo Hair, and the Who's current success,

Tommy.

”We can lay over in New York a couple of days,” he continued, ”see the

play, raise some h.e.l.l, then head back to London.”

”Do they really strip naked?” Stevie wanted to know.

”Right down to the buff, son. That should be worth the price of a

ticket.”

”We should go.” Mellowed from the company and smoke, Brian rested his

head on Bev's knee. He'd already stayed in one place longer than he

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