We’re getting it on! Not THAT WAY, you pervs!
HCFG and I are traveling to where Jimi Hendrix, Jerry Garcia, Janis Joplin, Santana, and Creedence Clearwater Revival let it all hang out…
Break out the love beads and patchouli oil, cause we’re going to party like it’s 1969! Can you dig it?
Off to get our groove on at Woodstock, be back next week.
Peace, love, and rock ‘n roll, my friends!
I hope you and HCFG have a great time at the show.
Unfortunately, I missed Woodstock. My parents inexplicably vetoed my plan to hitchhike cross-country to attend. Their unprecedented, arbitrary imposition of restrictions on my freedom may have had something to do with the fact that I was in third grade at the time, but I can’t be sure. I even missed the Woodstock concert album because it had naked little kids on the cover, which they felt was a little distasteful (nothing more sinister than that, since no one had heard of NAMBLA back then).
I can just imagine that hills awash in history are also awash with people still trying to live that history…throngs of 60-year-old hippies who took a few too many tabs of the Blue Star acid. If you run into any of them, I’d really appreciate answers upon your return to the questions leaping unbidden into my active imagination:
Do people still wear flowers in their hair?
Do they still parade around naked in the rain during concerts?
How many psychedelically painted VW buses are in the parking lot? Have they all been replaced by SUVs and BMWs? And are any of those rainbow-colored?
Finally, how many of those “Don’t trust anybody over 30″ types turned into CPA’s?
Inquiring minds want to know.
“Countercultural in California”
No, I didn’t go to Woodstock. Even if I had dared, the obstetrician vetoed it.
However, a couple of weeks ago, CBS Sunday Morning ran a feature about the new Woodstock museum. That alone may be worth the trip!
Mmmm. Smells like peace.
Faaaar out!
My politics then, says I don’t like the place. But always liked the music. Have fun, wild thing!
Have fun. I’m going to have to pass on the patchouli oil though. I’m more partial to ylang ylang.
Oh–for a minute there I thought you meant San Francisco.
I was 3 the first time Woodstock came around and by the time it came around again, it wasn’t relevant to me.
Enjoy your time there! If you don’t go for the whole 101 days, you can always just make it for the length of the trip. Enjoy!
Have a great trip!!! I love that area, and know it well. Email me if you want more info.
Way cool, man. Keep it real …
Oh, I thought you were going to Cleveland, lol!
Rock out my friends
Ah, beautiful place to visit Lisa! I hope you really do visit all of those memorable places. I can only imagine!!! Very excited for you!!!!!
I so envy you. I could use a little of 1969 these days…
Will you be wearing flowers in your hair?
Party On!!!
Awesome. Have a great time!
Best to the both of you. Enjoy!
The town or the site of the festival? Whichever, have a blast in my old stomping grounds.
Don’t take the brown acid, man… Really, it’s a bad trip, man. You can take the blue acid–the blue acid is a good trip, but stayyyy awayyy from the browwwwnnnn…
Rock
And
Roll!!!
\m/
So, you’re not going to BlogHer? Right. Woodstock is a lot — A LOT — closer.
Hope you are having a blast and, like, smoking something good!
I didn’t want to go,Lisa.
No, seriously. Thanks anyway though.
I HOPE YOU’RE HAVING FUN LADY!!
Woofreakinhoo! Party like a rockstar.