Woodstock 1969 Was Defined by This Surreal Performance From the Band You'd Least Expect

Woodstock 1969 Was Defined by This Surreal Performance From the Band You'd Least Expect




The dawn had just begun to break over the writhing mass of bodies. Packed – full of energy and as tight as sardines – and grooving relentlessly, as if they hadn't just partied straight through the night. People, as far as the eye can see, spilling out across the field and over the hill, all eyes turned toward the stage – where, at last, a woman had appeared. Dressed all in white, bell-bottoms and fringe swaying as she walked, barefoot, towards the microphone. "Alright, friends, you have seen the heavy groups," Grace Slick said into the microphone. "Now, you will see morning maniac music. Believe me, yeah. It's a new dawn." And with that, Jefferson Airplane began their much-delayed performance at the legendary 1969 Woodstock Music and Art Fair.


The dawn had just begun to break over the writhing mass of bodies. Packed – full of energy and as tight as sardines – and grooving relentlessly, as if they hadn't just partied straight through the night. People, as far as the eye can see, spilling out across the field and over the hill, all eyes turned toward the stage – where, at last, a woman had appeared. Dressed all in white, bell-bottoms and fringe swaying as she walked, barefoot, towards the microphone. "Alright, friends, you have seen the heavy groups," Grace Slick said into the microphone. "Now, you will see morning maniac music. Believe me, yeah. It's a new dawn." And with that, Jefferson Airplane began their much-delayed performance at the legendary 1969 Woodstock Music and Art Fair.

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