I've had this flyer (printed on the cheapest of cheap newsprint–how it survived 37 years is a miracle) since June, 1973 when a scruffy looking Yippie-dude handed it to me while walking towards the gates of the Merriweather Post Pavilion in Columbia, MD. I was attending my very first rock concert–Pink Floyd-Dark Side of the Moon Tour. I was 16.
The concert was nothing short of life-altering.
The Smoke-In? It seemed a bit risky to me (my friends and I were convinced Nixon had spies everywhere–especially in his backyard!) –but one year later, under the threat of Impeachment, tricky-dicky did indeed resign the presidency.... coincidence?
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
It’s money for dope...
– Gimme Some Truth, John Lennon
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