Susan stared at the picture below the headline. It showed a mean looking guitarist, a younger looking similar guitarist, and a baby faced guitarist all with strange foreign looking haircuts and leather suits. With them was a moody looking drummer with his hair gelled back normally.

"That's them on the record y'know. They made it in Hamburg..... Germany." Jill said in the adenoidal scouse accent Susan loved. It had grown on her with the frequent visit's to her aunt's house in the Wirral. No-one else around there talked like that, but Jill had adopted it from her friends across the Mersey - much to her Dad's annoyance.

Jill's face glowed in delight as she pointed out John on the picture. "I'll take you to see 'em if you like! Me and the girls are going for the later show if we can get in". Susan paused for a moment and nodded gleefully, thinking of all the tales about the famous "cavern" she had heard from Jill.