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The band refused to alter their
amplifier settings and the police moved inside and shut off the power. The
enraged audience started yelling: "Power! Power!! Power!!!" Tyner started
running it to the people about the pigs and how they're trying to cut off our
power on all levels. The saxophones and gongs and bells and drums came out as
Tyner was rapping, and then everyone merged in a non-electric orgy, chanting
and dancing around and jumping up and down with glee in the face of the
outraged police bandits. A police official in a white shirt with gold trim came
up to the stand where I was playing my saxophone and handed me ... a ticket! A
ticket! For having "a noisy band"! I took one look at it and then
tore it up in his face. We matched our magic against the pigs' brute tactics
and it worked - any respect any of the people there might have had for "law
and order" just disappeared. All this bullshit was totally unnecessary - we
just wanted to do our thing, but the police just won't let that happen without
trying to stomp us out. The old people seem to want to pretend that the world is
just the way it is on television, and that other peoples' lives have no
validity. They don't want people to know that men have cocks in their pants,
that women have tits and cunts under their clothes, that people can say and do
whatever they want as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, that their guns and
orders and phony laws and honkie power are all bullshit. People are getting hip
to all of the old people's lies and perversions, and they aren't gonna stand
for it much longer. We sure aren't!
That was what the Beatles and Rolling Stones did - they stood up there with their long hair and their guitars and their prototypical alienated stance and said Come on people, we don't haveta stand for these old creeps' shit no more, look how far out we are and we're getting away with it! They told us we had to go to college or get a job, but we ain't going for it - we're gonna play our rock and roll music and have a good time and there ain't nothin' they can do about it at all! Let the good times roll, because we're gonna get high and we're gonna fuck any time we want to and we ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more! It's just like we heard Gene & Eunice tell us a long time ago-
"You can do what you wanna do, I don't care,
I dug your conversation and it ain't nowhere!"
Far out! For years kids had been stumbling around in the dark muttering things like this to themselves, scared they were going crazy because it went against everything they'd always been taught, and now there were these maniacs on the radio shouting it out for everyone to hear!
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