Memory Measures Music

I stepped in poo at Bonnaroo/ Seems that you did too/ I can smell it/ She sucked my cock/ During all that rock at Woodstock/ Someone thought I was gay at Monterey but I was glad to disabuse them/ I said I would never go to Montreux/ But Miles Davis beckoned/ So it was OK to change my mind I reckoned/ I followed the Grateful Dead till I lost my head and had a Lollapalooza