Large Flowerheads
By Frederick Jerant It’s like a trip back in time: The room is packed with a sea of dancers, awash in tie-dye, paisley and fringes. They’re mesmerized and excited by the driving rhythms provided by keyboards, guitars, drums and voices. The only thing missing is the aroma of incense (and some other stuff). What you’re experiencing is the closest you’ll get to a swingin’ ‘60... »