Woodstock in Ohio?
When I was visiting my very best friend in Ohio , she told me about taking me to a hippie fest . I said, what? I’m too old, the sixties are over, or at least I thought they were. Before she picked me up at one of the best hotels Dayton has to offer, and I mean really really nice, she told me to wear something comfortable and kind of hippyish. I told her when the sixties were over, I gave all my hippy clothes to Goodwill . She insisted that she’d just have to take me clothes shopping, because we were headed to Hippy Fest.
After we went shopping, and I managed to find some pretty neat hippy clothes, she knew just where to find these great hippy rags, we made it to hippiefest. We noticed right away all the love and peace was running rampant through the crowd. Wow, it brought back some great memories of when I was younger and enjoying all the outdoor concerts happening in the late sixties. The whole scene was awesome. Everyone was there to have a good time and to listen to some great music. All the performers picked up on the vibe and took everything to a whole new level. I had no idea that Dayton would bring out the best concert crowd I’ve ever seen. What a trip, I’m so glad my best friend insisted that I buy new hippy clothes, because I would’ve felt out of place.
I couldn’t believe that the Turtles actually performed, and not only performed but were the announcers for the whole show and cracked me up every time they came back on stage to announce the next performer. Wow, their songs brought back so many memories, so many wonderful times. The first to perform after the Turtles was Jonathan Edwards, after him was Joey Molland’s Badfinger. I was really good and after a little break, next came Melanie and she son Beau who was an excellent concert classical guitarist. She played ‘Ruby Tuesday’.
Then there was another break, I guess the older we all get, the more breaks we need. Then it was time for Flo and Eddie with the Turtles as backup. They were so much fun, more enjoyable than I thought that it would be. After they entertained us thoroughly, it was getting dark and that’s when the psychedelic projection began. Wow, another trip down memory lane. When the hippiefest was over, my best friend drove me back to my hotel room, but I felt like I wanted to go to some kind of poetry coffee house or watch a foreign film at the Roxi. I didn’t want to go to sleep and wake up the next morning and it being 2008.
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