Chapter 13 free note

However, the sound of music has not been able to sound for a long time. It turned out that due to traffic jams, the "Sweet Water Band", which was scheduled to appear first, was blocked in the middle of the road. Moreover, it was an electro-acoustic band, and a lot of equipment needed to be transported in. There was no sign of the concert starting at four o'clock until five o'clock.The audience, who had been waiting impatiently under the scorching sun, started to commotion. A young man with nothing to do actually climbed onto a 20-meter-tall scaffold where the speakers were hung, and the audience below started booing and shouting: "Jump! Jump! Jump!" This kid must have been so "tall" long ago that he didn't know his surname, but he jumped down and shocked the members of the organizing committee who were watching the excitement on the stage into a cold sweat.But it's strange to say that this kid was fine, he patted his butt and stood up again.

However, this small episode made the organizing committee start to worry. They can't always broadcast missing person announcements. If the show doesn't start, it will be troublesome for the half a million audience who are bored and bored to make trouble. The master of ceremonies of the music festival, John Morris, hurried to the backstage, hoping to pull a random folk singer to perform.Singing folk songs only needs a guitar, no other equipment is needed.The first thing Morris saw was the folk singer Harding, but when the old man heard that he had been put in the lead, he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.Morris had no choice but to grab Havens, another folk singer. The black singer was quite straightforward and immediately agreed to come out to save the scene.In this way, until 5:07 in the afternoon, Havens, who was wearing a brown-red coat, white pants, and a pair of sandals, finally played the first note of the Woodstock Music Festival with the acoustic guitar in his hand .

Morris didn't have time to enjoy the music, and he immediately started looking for the next singer who was willing to play.But the backstage was chaotic, and no suitable person could be found.Joan Baez was there, but she was there for the finale and couldn't make it anyway, and that Harding was so freaked out and gone.After Havens sang the song he had prepared, he was pushed back to the stage by Morris before he finished, so he had to continue singing.Fortunately, he had sung in Greenwich Village cafes for many years and had rich stage experience, but even so, after being "dissuaded" six times and singing for nearly three hours, Havens was speechless.He had an ultimatum to Morris: This seventh encore was, after all, the last.

He sat down on the stool in the middle of the stage again, typing the rhythm and trying hard to think of words.Suddenly, a word appeared in his mind.Hear Havens sing in his rough and hoarse voice: Free, free, free, free, free, free! Looking at the half a million pairs of hungry eyes in the audience, an ancient folk song appeared in his mind, and he continued to sing: Sometimes I feel like a child who lost its mother far away from home The improvisation based on the old folk song "Motherless Child" was an immediate response from half a million people who heard what they were feeling.They are like a group of children who have lost their mother and have been alone for many years.The incomprehension of their parents, the intolerance of the society, the indifference of the government, the beating of them by the police, and the fear brought about by the Vietnam War made them feel more and more isolated and helpless.But at this moment, they realize that they are not alone. There are many people like themselves in this world. At least the half a million people who came to the music festival today are standing in the same trench as themselves. They did not feel as strong as they are today, and only in such a powerful group did they feel for the first time what is the warmth from the family and what is the joy of enjoying freedom.

But at this moment, Morris didn't feel a little happy. He was anxiously looking for the next person to take the stage.Just as the redneck Joe Macdonald approached, Morris grabbed him and begged him to come on stage and sing a few songs. "But my band isn't here yet?" MacDonald replied. "Didn't you always want to fly solo? You should fly early today." Morris made the best use of the situation. "But I don't even have a guitar, how can I sing without a guitar?" "I'll look for the guitar, and you don't have to worry about it." After a while, a worn-out Yamaha acoustic guitar appeared in front of MacDonald.

"You can't do without braces," MacDonald grumbled. "That's it!" Morris picked up a hemp rope and tied the two sides of the guitar. "What about the pick?" "Take this instead!" Morris pulled out a box of matches and tore off a piece of stiff paper. "There is still a card." "After Havens steps down, do you mind if he borrows one?" "Havins never uses clips, he uses his thumb." "But where do you tell me to find a clip for you!" cried Morris in despair. At this moment, an assistant took out a clip from his pocket and waved his hand at Morris.Morris, meanwhile, heard Havens saying "thank you" to the audience.He involuntarily pushed McDonnell, who was wearing a US military uniform, onto the stage.

"Give me an F!" MacDonald shouted to the audience. "FFFFF...!" The audience responded in unison. "Give me a U!" "Give me a C!" "Give me a K!" "How do you spell it together?" "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" The audience shouted in unison. MacDonald misspelled "Fish" as a dirty word, and the audience followed suit with an angry protest against the Vietnam War.He then sang the famous song "I'm Dead", pushing the atmosphere to a climax.Ironically, at this time, there was the rumble of an airplane over the farm. It turned out that two military helicopters carrying bands and performance equipment flew in.

"What we are against is war, not soldiers." The organizing committee thought so.