Los Angeles - early1970Õs. Now go west until you reach the beach towns.
Height-Ashbury had seen its best days and Woodstock had come and gone. Nothing in the 60Õs that its culture had protested was resolved, The Vietnam War was still on, and the price of dope was about to go up.
And now the beaches of Manhattan, Hermosa and Redondo had become the new home for those that had begun drifting out of their illusion Ð or looking for a new one.
Billy the Great had found how to beat reality. This book through his eyes tells why Sepulveda Blvd. had become the dividing line between reality to the East and the grand illusion to the West. But reality rears its ugly head and forces Billy to face things that he had tried so hard to run away from.
The Banner Street Boys however, had the real magic. They could mix sex, drugs and Rock ÕnÕ Roll together at any time to make their own brand of pixie dust. Just sprinkle a little on reality and poof it would disappear leaving their illusion intact.