summer of '76

(Harry styles - but in the 70's. I'm going to make this work somehow.)

The seventies.
Sex, drugs, rock and roll. Whatever it was. There was something magical about it - The bar scene, CBGB, punk, the hippies who laid back on the whole peace and love thing and instead stuck with pot and gave up on the world. The music was anything unlike any other decade before or after. The Allman brothers, Alice Cooper, Jimi Hendrix, The Rolling Stones, fucking Lynyrd Skynyrd. The music was something you could feel instead of just hear.
The love, even the hatred, just the passion of people felt more... real. It felt authentic, the truest self was awakened in everyone. Whatever it was, this is my story, about the summer of '76.