At the farewell-concert to my people and to the country that has nurtured me since birth. And I loved them both. So it wasn't easy... And I departed in style. At the height of my career in Hungary? Posssiby. But for me there was no horizon there. The system was corrupt. (As it is now.)  As it is hereAlmost...

The book is in the works.
Fronting The Funny Fools  (Europe's Greatest Sixties Band) for the last time.
May 26, 1972. A month later I was in West Germany. A year later in New York.
And no such picture was ever taken again...
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