:54:07
I decided to eat only
half of the acid at first...
:54:11
but I spilled the rest on the sleeve
of my red woolen shirt.
:54:19
[ Voice Slowed Down, Echoing ]
What's the trouble ?
:54:23
[ Voice Slowed Down, Echoing ]
Well, all this white stuff...
:54:26
on my sleeve...
:54:31
is LSD.
:54:50
[ Duke Narrating ]
With a bit of luck...
:54:53
his life
was ruined forever...
:54:55
always thinking that just behind some
narrow door in all his favorite bars...
:55:00
men in red woolen shirts...
:55:02
are getting incredible kicks
from things he'll never know.
:55:09
~ [ Pop: Mid-Tempo ]
:55:12
Strange memories on
this nervous night in Las Vegas.
:55:15
Has it been five years ? Six ?
:55:20
It seems like a lifetime, the kind
of peak that never comes again.
:55:25
~ Love is but
a song we're singin' ~
:55:28
San Francisco
in the middle '60s...
:55:31
was a very special time and place
to be a part of...
:55:35
- but no explanation...
- ~ We can make the mountains ring ~
:55:38
no mix of words
or music or memories...
:55:40
can touch that sense of knowing
that you were there and alive...
:55:43
in that corner of time in the world,
whatever it meant.
:55:47
~ Though the bird
is on the wing ~
:55:51
~ And you may not
know why ~
:55:57
There was madness
in any direction...
:55:59
- ~ Come on, people, now ~
- at any hour.