As an adolescent trying to find himself (don't know that I ever did), I
learned all about playing rock and roll music professionally, hangin'
around the subcultural surroundings, riding around on my chopped Triumph
650 Tiger, meeting as many young women as I could, getting as high as I
could, and letting my hair grow down to my ass.
Favorite Tune? Born to be Wild
Favourite Band? Sly and the Family Stone
Favourite Movie? Woodstock and Easy Rider
Favourite Place to Be? The Pinery near Grand Bend, Ontario, Canada.
Favourite Mode of Transport? My chopper or my thumb
Best Time? Seeing The Flock, Chicago Transit Authority and Sly and the
Family Stone at a free concert in Hyde? Park in downtown Chicago on a hot,
sunny, Saturday and Sunday afternoon with my buddies Biff and Horse
(everyone had hippie names in the sixties, remember?)
Feel free to chime in your faves from the sixties by using these or adding new
categories. It certainly was a fun time for me in Stratford, Ontario,
Canada. I mean, we didn't even know where Kent State was! But we knew all
about Woodstock and everything it stood for.
Anyone ever heard of the Perth County Conspiracy? Their commune was just
outside the city of Stratford - wonderful people who were severly maligned
by the very blue-collar townspeople,...yeah, but now I'm a ramblin',....
Angel