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SEASON OF THE WITCH by Julie Driscoll and Trinity

November 20, 2017 – 9:06 am

Young boys like older women. In the 1960s old meant Brigitte Bardot, Peggy Lipton of the Mod Squad, and my favorite was Julie Driscoll who sang for Brian Auger and Trinity. She wore mod clothes. Her make-up was exotic. Her manner symbolized hip London. I dreamed about meeting her. I never came closer than buying […]

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Monterey Pop Festival 1967

June 18, 2017 – 10:52 pm

Fifty years ago the Monterey Pop Festival was held south of San Francisco. “Three days of understanding. Even the cops grooved with us,” sang Eric Burdon of the Animals later. Many regarded the gathering of 60,000 counter-culture music fans to be the opening act of the famed Summer of Love. Check out the line-up. Friday […]

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A Not Very August Afternoon – The Beacon Street Union

August 28, 2016 – 11:34 am

Back in 1968 the two best Boston bands were Ultimate Spinach and Beacon Street Union. My best friend and I attended several of their psychedelic Saturday concerts on Cambridge Commons near Harvard. The longhaired coeds dressed like peasants. None of the hippie girls were fat and few wore bras. Chuckie and I hadn’t been to […]

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Bonneville Salt Flats from BACK AND FORTH a hitchhiking novel from Peter Nolan Smith

September 20, 2014 – 11:19 am

The dawn sun burned misty shadows off the distant mountains and its stark brightness seared through my eyelids. I rose from my sleeping bag to drink in the austere surroundings. A white flatness stretched around me forever and a hissing wind pelleted my face with ancient brine. This was the Bonneville Salt Flats. A quick […]

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DOSED IN GOA by Peter Nolan Smith

July 24, 2014 – 9:51 am

In 1995 I ended up in Goa after a long trip through Tibet. I rented a cheap bungalow on Anjuna Beach and hired a Royal Enfield 500 to ride. The coast abounded with ravers, but maintained my distance. The bungalow’s owner had warned me that they were many thefts. “They are not good people. Not […]

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