. . . and Goats Head Soup were released almost simultaneously in the summer of '73, when I was transitioning to my senior year of high school and could do fifty pushups in a minute flat, amongst other long-forgotten abilities and accomplishments. Those were the good 'ol days.
Oh, and musically: GHS was, uniquely, coherently incoherent. An oxymoron, perhaps, but true nevertheless.

As for next year's NYC g-t-g: that's just a wild, uninformed guess on my part. Not to mention a hint.
