For the Baby Boomers, the Summer of Love was in 1967. But for me, the Summer of Love was in 1988. That's when The Basement was born.The Basement has no physical address. It has no time in space. It awaits us with open doors. It's a state of mind, a place of comfort, music and friends. This blog is devoted to stimulating the memories and feelings that help keep those doors open. All are welcome.
Watch your step on your way down - Welcome to The Basement.
