A Wog for All Seasons

Happy New Year!

Since I did the Dead a couple of weeks ago, I thought it only proper that I fête their psychedelic comrades from the glory days of free concerts in Golden Gate Park, barefoot incense-sellers on the streets, and other manifestations of the love revolution that failed only in the narrow minds of unimaginative people: the Jefferson Airplane. And if it’s one thing these former folk-rockers had, it was imagination. So now, on the first week of the new year, put the Airplane on, let your freak lights shine, and wog to one of the finest bands that wasn’t Jefferson Starship. It’s waiting for you at Podwogging.com.