The Night Sly and the Family Stone Electrified the Woodstock Mud
The air at Bethel, New York, in August 1969 was thick with the scent of damp earth, patchouli, and the collective exhaustion of nearly half a million people. By 3:30 AM, the Woodstock festival had devolved into a muddy, surreal landscape of groggy bodies and fading hope. The magic was fraying at the edges; the … Read more