I’d take out a joint and light it. First, just faking it. Then I started lighting live joints, passing them around to the band, you know. I was great, it relieved all my tensions. And I ended up with the greatest supply of grass ever. Other acts up and down the Strip heard about what I was doing – Little Anthony and the Imperials, people like that – and started sending me the best dope in the world. I never ran out.
