As Far Back As Monterey
Albert told me ...
“Everybody wants to go to Heaven
but nobody wants to die”
Stevie confessed ...
“I made my living at white juke joints
but had my fun outside”
Kris reminded me ...
“That freedom’s just another word
for nothing left to lose”
Ray repeating over and over ...
“Georgia, Georgia, the whole day
through”
Eric sang about Layla ...
“She’s got me on
my knees”
And Jimi said what Bobby wrote ...
“Along the watchtower
can’t get no relief”
Janis screamed ...
“There’s a ball & chain that holds me
to my man”
But Dylan said it best himself ...
“Don’t criticize what
you can’t understand”
(Memories Of Monterey & Woodstock: July, 2026)
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