When Pink Floyd was a little known band they played a 1,200 seat hall in my home town of Vancouver. That same Saturday night, CCR played an 18,000 seat arena. That was my first concert and the first and only time in my life I took LSD. It was a religious experience and a journey to "The Heart of the Sun". The light show and acoustics were dazzling and perfect. It was an occasion of a lifetime and I remember it vividly almost 40 years later. When the concert ended and I was tripping with excess, I went to the men's room. I was telling everyone within earshot that this band would in a few years establish itself as the greatest of alltime. At this point Dark Side, Wish You Were Here and The Wall were far from being released and Meddle had just been released in the UK. In the washroom were what I took to be two hippies were washing their faces and brushing their teeth. When they heard my propecies of Floydian supremacy, they smiled and said "Far out" and "Glad you liked it". It didn't sink in and my friend later had to tell me that they were the keyboardist and drummer, the late Richard Wright and Nick Mason. On Monday the official free press ran a full page review of the concert with detailed, glowing praise for each song. It concluded, "OH YEAH, CREEDENCE CLEARWATER REVIVAL PLAYED VANCOUVER LAST SATURDAY NIGHT TOO".