Lovely bit of nostalgia: pictures of the ’57 and ’58 Antelope High yearbooks, and some background information:
Many of us girls were forbidden by our parents to attend the “wild†Blackouts dances, but of course we went anyway. The dances were great fun – the lights were low, the r&b music loud, rhythmic, & wonderful, the dancing nonstop, and no chaperones! The local police always cruised by Frank Zappa’s dances. After all, he was the town Bad Boy. Our own James Dean.
I could read that stuff forever.
FZ was the frikkin’ MAN!!!!
He ain’t dead, he’s singing inside my head.