So... being a rock star in the 70s. A time when musicians were gods, egos fuelled by adoring fans and cocaine (mostly cocaine). These narcotically driven egos produced a hell of a musical legacy, but there was a much darker side that's all too often written out of the history books. Exhibit A - I'm sure it was one hell of a ride being in the Silver Bullet Band, but what do you have to stick up your nose to think "I know, tonight I'm gonna kill it with a midriff"? Exhibit B - A real curveball here from The Temptations. The fella on the right seems to have forseen the arrival of Louie Spence, while his mate (second from the left) just feels more comfortable dressed as mom.