It's pretty clear now that what looked like it might have been some kind of counterculture is, in reality, just the plain old chaos of undifferentiated weirdness.

Listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul.

The alternate media are becoming important and viable alternatives to playing live. Records, videos, that kind of thing. They're going to start to count for something. Because there's only a limited amount of us-time available to us.

If you are picking the lesser of two evils, you are still picking Evil.

But hey, when you live in Watts, you need a little smack to get by, you know what I mean? You need something soft and comfortable in your life, 'cause you're not going to get it from what's around you. And society isn't going to give it to you.

Every silver lining has a touch of grey.

I'm goin' where the wind don't blow so strange, maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.