I think he said hello. I said hello back. My first impression? Hell, I don’t remember. Nev looked like Nev. Pale, skinny. That hair, those eyes. We talked a little. What I remember liking about him most was that he was British. Because I could at least respect the British rock and rollers—they were clear on their influences, clear that what they were doing was just a riff on Black folks singing the blues, and better than that, at that moment in time they appreciated what freshness we could bring to the sound. Billy Preston was practically another one of the Beatles by then, you know, that
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