It was mentioned up thread but I have to add: In 1970, I was living for a year in London with my parents. On several occasions I remember walking through the streets of Soho in the rain, looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's... and pretending not to know my father as he asked the bouncer at a strip club for directions. So when I first hear Warren Zevon's Werewolves of London, recorded it in 1978, I just about died when the repressed memories resurfaced. However, we were after the Peking Duck, not beef chow mein (Can't believe this is my first post. Guess I'd better slink over to the Japan forum...) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Werewolves_of_London
