Yeah, the main draw to a story like this are the artists involved, but for me it’s the decor of the living rooms. Damn the 70s were funky. I have a pile of pictures of me as a toddler, probably taken at Sears, that have me wearing some of the damnedest outfits while sitting in the oddest of sets. Dark brown sweaters with baby blue pants with orange tigers all over them. FUNKY!
If shit don’t make you laugh, then what good is it really. Here are a few shots of major 70s music stars going back home to their parents homes. DAMN! You figure out who they are.