There are lots of gaps in Venus’s life story so far: and even more frustratingly, she doesn’t post them in any sort of time sequential order on her blog. So, week by week, I intend to try to sort that, by going through what’s on there so far, and posting links up here so all her other fans can see it.

Of course, if she suddenly gets active again and posts more, the whole scheme will be full of holes, but, hey, it’s a hippy thing, right?

Anyways, next up is the story of her arrival in Los Angeles, and how she came to stay in the now-fabled Canyon area…

“Laurel Canyon was the place to be in those days, when I first moved Stateside in 1970. Not that we realised that at first: we were too busy living it. Then some journalist joins the dots and realises for us that, hey, in a few square miles of real estate, you’ve got Crosby, Stills, Nash, Young, Jackson Browne, Mama Cass, Joni, Carole King, Frank Zappa, Canned Heat, and hey, who are those country rock boys, what’s their name, the Eagles? They’re going to be something, aren’t they?

Well, not all of them were there at the start, and some of ’em left before the others appeared. And there were lots of other musicians there too, ones that only ever became footnotes in some book somewhere. I should know.”

To read more, go here.