Ahh, Robin, you'd get on well with my father-in-law.
He's often telling me stories of his youth in London and gigging, seems he used to hang out a fair bit at Chislehurst caves and saw all the greats, then more at University in Liverpool.
I grew up seeing anyone who could play in Manchester during the Indie kick off in the late 80's, early 90's - but it doesn't sound a patch on riding your motorbikes to bizarre caves and then going drinking with Hendrix afterwards.