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Balin's touchstone band provided the soundtrack to the '60s.
News of the death of Paul Kantner, formerly of the Jefferson Airplane, reminded me of an early encounter I had with him.
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Paul Kantner, one of the founding members of 1960s San Francisco psychedelic rock band Jefferson
"There are incredible opera houses and singers and orchestras that are really sweating it right now. I don't know if I'm going to save them necessarily myself but I do feel indebted to what that music has given me and I want to give back to that world."
In the middle of the terrace barbecue, I was thinking about Alice, Thomas Jefferson, Jefferson Airplane, and the White Rabbit, all marching to the tune of their own inner fife and drummers. All in the name of Independence.
When you think about it, the 1970s weren't as bad as those of us who tend to prefer the 1960s often like to say. There was unquestionably some good entertainment and some good times, even if we didn't like the clothes we were wearing.
The legendary rock impresario Bill Graham was not a particularly observant Jew. There is nothing specifically Jewish about the bands he worked with, such as the Grateful Dead or the Rolling Stones, or the venues in which he produced concerts, such as at the Fillmore (East and West) and Winterland arenas.
I'll never meet Art Kane, but I think if I had the chance to tell him what his pictures mean to me, and that I never knew his name or how he did what he did -- he would be most flattered.
It's often been said, "There's nothing like a Grateful Dead concert." While that's certainly true, there is also nothing like a Hot Tuna concert. Unlike Dead Heads, Tuna Fans tend to be more rowdy and aggressive, less "Peace and Love, man" and more likely to scream out "Hot Fuckin Tuna" to regularly startle everybody.
While the chance of all of them performing collectively again has been pooh-poohed recently, Kaukonen, who obligingly covered the subject in detail, leaves the door open for some type of formal get-together.
Perhaps Jefferson Airplane's "Surrealistic Pillow" will remain the anthem of the Summer of Love, but it does not contain the whole arc -- its successors are two other tantalizing pieces of a story that can never truly be told in retrospect.
"I thought VH1 had it right with their old moniker, 'Music First.' That's what I think for young artists. Keep it about your art. It's really easy for someone to say, 'Well things change. Everything's changed because the music distribution system has changed.' That doesn't change your music."
The Vietnam War was a war of illusion; the enemy did not fight in traditional ways.
It's important to know that God's being is love, and God's mission is love. If you know your algebra, you know this means God's being is God's mission. The being and mission of God are inseparable. Here's why this is important.
The Monterey International Pop Festival took place at such a guileless time that the promoters used the word "pop" in its title. Not long after this would have been unthinkable, after the lines were drawn between "pop" music and rock and roll.
In the jazz realm, where fans are finicky and standard remakes a dime a dozen, Rene Marie's Voice of My Beautiful Country is grabbing headlines for both quality and controversy.