"yr invited to a brawlin
Saturday afternoon jam:
'acid, incense, and balloons'”
"a northtown street Coit Tower crossfire
minus elected officials with bullhorns,
minus folks over 40 yes indeed!
"BE there for the fall-in jam band,
musicians captured by eternally connected sound:
apple seeds, beads, long hair everywhere,
a magical first…
a blast of mother-milk runnin…
"so grab your open hat of sincerity,
flaunt your innate generational charity,
come join dancin proud
with song,
for this town’s ideals never stray:
blueberry wooden ships await"
“then wont you try…?”
9/27/73
Golden Gate Park