 And then comes back, but goes to the UK, where he blows the minds of the young Rolling Stones and that picture of the Beatles just, you know, holding on to him and adulation, right? You know, it doesn't seem like when he would go back that he was just doing it for the money, that he was possessed again, that he was living it, loving it, but then he would leave it again. Guess what I'm getting at? Do you think he was ever really happy?