The minute I got onstage, it felt just like another Sunday gig at the Crawdaddy. It immediately felt the same. It was one of those weird things in Toronto. Everybody’s going around talking doom and disaster, and we’re up onstage at the El Mocambo and we never felt better. I mean, we sounded GREAT. People were down, asking Is this the end of the Rolling Stones? In actual fact, it was a real period of activity for us, and everybody in the band was confident. In a way, these things always bring you closer together because you’ve got to deal with them. What happens to me affects the whole band.