"My main memory, besides the intense heat and Unabashedly Getting Naked amidst a crowd of hundreds at the creek, was the beginning of The Hampton Grease Band's set. It was, at that point, a beautiful sunny day; they were brought onto the stage and announced, but Bruce wouldn't let the band start, staring trance-like into the distant sky. After an uncomfortable and confusing few minutes, a large black cloud blocked out the sun, at which point Bruce stepped up to the mic and yelled "EVANS!", beginning the show. My impressionable mind was totally blown." Charles Wolff