As if there were any need to feel older, an anniversary this week caught my attention.
The Woodstock music and art fair opened in upstate New York on this week in 1969.
As a not quite 14 year old kid, I remember hearing about the mudfest that the festival turned into when it happened.
But my real introduction to Woodstock happened months later when a buddy scored a copy of the double album Woodstock “live” record package.
The albums introduced us to acts we’d never heard of like Richie Havens, The Motor City 5, and Joe Cocker.
The set came complete with P.A. announcements, and cheering drunken, or stoned, people in the audience.
We wore those records out within weeks, hearing more of the music I’m sure than anyone who attended in person.
It sure seems like a long time ago!
That’s the way I see it.