It seemed that every time I turned on the radio the summer of 1980, I heard the live version of Eric Clapton’s “Cocaine.”
That was the summer I was 18. I’d graduated from high school. I was on my way to college. I was all the time begging for use of the family car.
I was gettin’ some.
This song was always in the air. And although cocaine wasn’t my drug of choice, the song was part of the perfect soundtrack to “Let’s get this party started.”