It was going to be one of those Bank Holiday weekends again on Brighton beach: mods versus rockers; a right royal rumble amid the deafening roar of Harley-Davidsons and Lambrettas.
Meanwhile, in London, The Yardbirds had as usual wowed the hordes of teens at The Marquee club in Soho. Friday nights weren’t the real thing without Eric Clapton and the rest of the band blowing a bluesy storm as the ecstatic, sweaty clubbers danced and gyrated to the exciting new sounds, drank, and popped the occasional purple heart.
