I sat down the other night for one hour of perfect writing time, the kind of time recommended by experts who write books on writing.
It took half a century, but Warner Brothers finally released the complete Woodstock. Well, almost.
The eighties weren’t kind to many of the superstars from the previous two decades.
A few nights later I caught a movie with one of my Tales From the Crypt friends. Later, she dropped me off at my apartment. “Want to hang out a little while?” […]
Three a.m. Monday, August 18. Eight hours from now Woodstock will be over, Max Yasgur’s pasture reduced to a muddy garbage pile. But eight hours is forever in concert time, and members […]
“How was your walk, Dad?” “Good. I went along the river.” “What did you listen to?” “Woodstock.” “Is that good?” “Some of the performances are great, others not so much. Mostly for […]