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Changing The Face Of Religion : Other Spiritual Pieces Last Updated: Aug 13, 2019 - 5:04:41 AM


Visible Works the Crowd at Woodstock 20.
By Les Visible
Aug 13, 2019 - 5:01:56 AM

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Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Just about exactly 30 years ago today (having nothing to do with Sgt Pepper) I performed at the 20th anniversary of Woodstock Festival. I either went on right before Richie Havens, or right after. I think it was after because I remember him chuckling about what was happening in the crowd when he went on. Then again, this might have happened in a discussion later that night. Details are fuzzy.

This was a strange affair but talking about it in any complexity would be even stranger so... let's just leave it at, "this was a strange affair".

I'd gone there to play but also to help my yogi friend, Ram Tirth, also know as Fred Bloomfield. He's passed on to the blessed spheres last year or so.

The event was not as well policed as it should have been and so... a rowdy crew of locals from the surrounding countryside; a aggregation of bi-pedal wildlife showed up, thirty or forty of them with a couple large kegs of beer. There was a good sized crowd there already. I was told there was something like 20,000 to 30,000 people but don't quote me because I didn't say that, I got told that. There is a difference and that is what makes it hearsay.

I kinda, sorta, noticed, as time passed and I waited off stage to go on, that there was something like a mosh pit virus going on in the center of the crowd, which is where the keggers were situated. It was loud anyway and there was a lot of energy and I was preoccupied with what I was going to do when I went on. I hadn't settled on the tunes I was going to play yet. I wanted to see what it all felt like, once I got out there... just me and the guitar.

So... the time came and I got introduced and I walked out to the mic and got my guitar plugged into the system by a techie. It was pretty loud but I knew I was going to be louder (hopefully) because I had the electronics. I launched into a reggae tune and about halfway through the song, a huge fight broke out in the middle of the field, where the drunken louts had congregated (grin). It looked like there was about three dozen or so individuals, firing on one another, or grappling at ground level. It was a pretty big skirmish and I could see that I had been forgotten for the moment, because all the attention was now directed at the melee.

I paused then for a short while and considered the real life movie going on about 75 yards away, give or take and then it struck me that I had the perfect song for the moment. I set my guitar into a nearby instrument rack, took the mic out of the stand and walked to the edge of the stage. The stage was about eight to ten feet high. I took a deep breath and in my loudest voice, sang out the word... "Alcohol!" Instantly, for whatever the reason, the crowd, including those brawling, heard me and they stopped what they were doing (true story). With the audience now attentively focused on me singing, I continued the tune, with a small amount of moving like Jagger.

The song ended and I was greeted with a thunderous applause (true story- grin) and people calling out, "Alcohol" as loud as they could do it. I figured that was the apogee of whatever I was going to get and doing anymore would wreck the moment. So... I thanked the audience and left the stage to the chorus of "Alcohol" that accompanied me back to my friend's vendor location. The fight never did continue after that and at different points people would drop by and thank me for what I did. Furthermore... for the rest of the night and on into the procession to dawn, you would hear someone cry out, "Alcohol" Heh heh. It was definitely an extended Kodak moment.

I don't know what serendipitous force was at work that night but... it all came together beautifully. Let me be clear here that there was a major brawl taking place and there was every likelihood that this was going to set the tone for the rest of the evening. I went on at 11:00 or so. Meaning we hadn't even gotten to that post midnight phase, where multiple conflicts could well have become the theme of the evening. I didn't think that much of it at the time. I remember how amused I was that people kept shouting "Alcohol" every time a song ended or performers switched.

Later on I realized that it was something larger than it seemed to be to me, at the time. It was one of those unforgettable things and I know we all have some amount of these, where events happened, one thing led to another and there was a point where whatever it was could have gone in various directions but... by the grace of God, did not.

As I make it a point to say, whenever the opportunity presents itself, God is a big deal in my life. It is because of events like that and there have been more of them than I can remember. Without a doubt, the ineffable is the reason I am still here, not that here is any great shakes, compared to other environs I have been able to visit now and again, albeit... briefly, but... having been able to continue and continue to learn and adapt out of my crazier states of previous being... it's a big deal and I am grateful beyond measure for it.

One either goes ever more and more direct toward the Kingdom of the Supreme Being or... one falls ever further and further away from the straight path that leads to the everlasting. Or... one just treads water and there are more than a few of those in these times.

I want to scream it from the mountain tops. I want to call it out at every space I am passing through but... I do not. It would not be fitting or furthering. It would actually be a negative thing. People don't like being forced, or coerced, brow beaten or intimidated. When one has the conviction of a visceral knowing, that everyone will come to a higher understanding at some point, then one helps as one can, on the way... One also does not think about the profit or cost of anything that may be required of them. You do what you do because it is the right thing to do.

Perhaps the doomsayers have a point. Maybe there is fruit to be harvested by carrying a sign saying, "Repent, the end is near." It's a hard call, when you see people suffering and you wish with all your heart that there was something you could do. It is especially hard when it is so clear to you what the cause of their suffering is but... like The Preacher says... "to everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven."

As hard as it may be, sometimes, to see it, there is an awakening taking place. This awakening can be a grand epiphany that settles your hash once and forever, yes. There is also a process whereby a series of events occur, in a gradual leading into understanding. It seems to me that the best approach is simply to serve as you go. One step follows another and one day... one day...

Alright... let's get to the song that this whole posting is about- (my friends; Bud the Creep-Bud the Birdman and Franklin Stratosphere assisted in the recording, with Therese McManus rounding out the celebrants)

♫ Alcohol ♫


End Transmission.......


BEAMED FROM THE SAUCERPOD BY VISIBLE AT 00:25




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