Psychedelic rock was a complete shift in perception. In the mid-1960s, bands started stretching songs past normal limits, bending guitars into strange shapes, and writing lyrics that felt more like dreams than diary entries. And suddenly rock music wasn’t just something you listened to—it was something you experienced.

At some point, this argument happens in almost every family. Your dad insists Steve McQueen was the real deal—cool, dangerous, unpredictable. Your grandfather doesn’t even hesitate: John Wayne. End of discussion.

He was working steadily. No scandals. No public spirals. Lee Thompson Young looked like one of the rare former child stars who had figured out how to grow up in Hollywood without crashing. Then, one August morning in 2013, he didn’t show up to work—and everything changed.