Day 998: Crossing Abbey Road

originally published September 24, 2014 This Friday marks the 35th anniversary of what I believe to be the greatest album of all time. Before you flick lint in my beer or pelt me with wads of Big League Chew for not designating this title to Pink Floyd’s Piper At The Gates of Dawn or Dexy’s […]

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Day 960: Day Three Of Peace & Music

originally published August 17, 2014 “And maybe it’s the time of year, yes, and maybe it’s the time of man. And I don’t know who I am but life is for learning.” As the bone-soaked and weary revelers packed together their tin-foil hash pipes, their mud-crusty jean-shorts and their near-sentient hangovers to leave the festival, […]

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Day 959: Day Two Of Peace & Music

originally published August 16, 2014 “Said I’m going down to Yasgur’s farm, going to join in a rock & roll band. Got to get back to the land and set my soul free.” Somewhere amid the cultural symbolism and the anthemic declarations of a generation’s identity lies the actual music performed at the Woodstock festival. […]

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Day 958: Day One Of Peace & Music

originally published August 15, 2014 “I have come to lose the smog And I feel to be a cog in something turning.” I have been trying to reconcile my relationship with the Woodstock festival for more than 20 years. “These are your grandparents,” I told my daughter as the movie played in our living room […]

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Day 956: ‘Scuse Me While I Bust This Guy

originally published August 13, 2014 “Show them as scurrilous and depraved. Call attention to their habits and living conditions; explore every possible embarrassment. Send in women and sex; break up marriages. Have them arrested on marijuana charges. Investigate personal conflicts or animosities between them. Send articles to newspapers showing their depravity. Use narcotics and free […]

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Day 922: Riding That Train, High On Cocaine & Pretty Much Everything Else

originally published July 10, 2014 Within a span of about five months, the notion of the Grand Hippie Music Festival had deteriorated from a three-day swoon of good vibes, great drugs and phenomenal tuneage at Woodstock into an angry and disorganized mess at the Altamont Speedway in northern California. I’ve written about the latter already, […]

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