I know- Hitler is the worst human ever! I mean, he was so bad, he _______ (you fill in the blank). So what could I mean by “a new low?” I mean… how low could he go? Well, it seems he could go to twelve, maybe eleven cycles, but what would be the point in that? So today we discuss subsonics, as soon as we get there.
If you know anyone from the old hippie days in the Bay Area, and you ask, they’ll uniformly tell you that the Summer of Love was in 1967. Some people have even trademarked or copy-written the date and set it in stone. In 1987 they celebrated the twentieth anniversary, etc. So everyone says the Summer of Love was in 1967, but the summer of love was in 1966. I know; I was there before Time
magazine wrote a story about it in January, 1967, and by the summer, 300 people a day were moving into the Haight, which was when the hard drugs, the rip-offs, scuffles and other non-peaceful crimes overwhelmed the peaceful people who’d been there for the real deal, and most of them left, many for the hinterlands of northern California where they began following Mendel’s methods and developed the stronger weed we now enjoy. I remember a Stones concert in Oakland in the late Eighties when Mick went back to his dressing room for a breather and a costume change while Keith does the two songs he does every show. Mick introduced him and disappeared while Keith walked up to the mic and said, “Hello, Humboldt County!”