Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name . . .

I first that this back in '68. I went round my mate Steve's house because he told me he'd just bought the Stone's latest LP (we called them LP's in the dim mists of antiquity).

I sat down, he put it on and I was transfixed. Bloody incredible. A hell of a mind-fuck when you're 17. It still sounds wonderful.