During Joni Mitchell’s performance at the 1970 Isle of Wight festival (memorialized in this documentary), after already having had to stop for a few moments so that someone having a bad drug reaction could get medical attention (he was “making a sound like the damned, a low bellow” Mitchell explains in retrospect), she is interrupted by a bearded guy exuding some very Manson-esque energy. He had been crouching onstage behind her, a bit like Bob beside the bed in
I Believe This Is My Festival
I Believe This Is My Festival
I Believe This Is My Festival
During Joni Mitchell’s performance at the 1970 Isle of Wight festival (memorialized in this documentary), after already having had to stop for a few moments so that someone having a bad drug reaction could get medical attention (he was “making a sound like the damned, a low bellow” Mitchell explains in retrospect), she is interrupted by a bearded guy exuding some very Manson-esque energy. He had been crouching onstage behind her, a bit like Bob beside the bed in