You can't dip your toe in the same river twice. You know, you're different, and the river is too.
Same with the Abbie Hoffman Died For Our Sins Fest. Even if you've been there before, it's never exactly the same. Even if you are watching the opening ceremony where Rich Cotovsky channels the spirit of Abbie Hoffman, listen to Hendrix's still amazing, enthralling "Star Spangled Banner," and sing along to Woody Guthrie's "This Land is Your Land," at the end, just like you have so many, times in the past, it isn't the same.
Every year, the energy is different. There are new people. Old people. Everyone is a little older. I mean, the young ones seem even younger, and the old ones even older. Still, we were renewed into the ritual last night. A very inspiring kickoff to the 3 day fest. Rich Cotovsky also performed in Mary Arrchie's "Wild Dogs," a perfect little piece of theater. Rich has totally weathered into the role. A man eats a Twinkie off the floor like a dog, and runs around the theater space like his tail is on fire. That's some kind of theater magic. And when Dylan's "If Dogs Run Free," starts playing on the stereo system, you just get a little chill, and want to howl at the moon.
Day two today!