All of us village kids are still humming from Richie Havens' wonderful send-off. As poignant as the dropping of the ashes was
(from a plane over the old Woodstock site), there also was an element of pure Richie humor.
John Hammond and I revived an ancient tradition of playing as a duet, a format I've enjoyed since we were 16.
Jose Feliciano revived his old tradition of smoking our asses, just to make the afternoon complete.
Check here for a few more gigs that have filled in. I'm dancin' as fast as I can!