What To Call Altamont?
uncredited writer, The Berkeley Barb, 12 December 1969
AS IF IT were an ancient pilgrimage to Jerusalem they relentlessly pressed on in the cold grey morning to Altamont Speedway. The sheer numbers were staggering — an unbroken line, ten abreast for miles, and as you looked ahead and behind amidst that mass of bodies there seemed to be no end and no beginning.
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