Here's my 1970 diary entry for Crucifiction Friday. I was eighteen years old, and all I could see was Vietnam or the can. Gough put an end to that shit.
I must have got onto the import Workingman's Dead pronto from the
Grateful Dead as that quatrain at the bottom is a quote from One Way Or Another from that Workingman's Dead album, which was only released in the USA in February
'70. [Correction: It's a quatrain from Casey Jones, the last track on that brilliant, crisp album. "Come round the bend you know it's the end, the fireman screams and the engine just gleams."]
37 years later, and the '07 diary's a bit more chipper on this Crucifuxion event. Around Easter. It's Gaza/Gallipoli and modern, government-enforced death with a great wine in the middle ... same as always ... disgusted drawings, text and photos by Philip White
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