Califormication

1969. The freewheeling, mind-opening sixties are disappearing down the throat of a vortex of hardlined isms, and in the land of manmade paradises, unmade paradises, and things you don’t talk about, the Ad Man is just doing his thing, man, wow, doing his Ad Thing, mesmerizing you into thinking you belong, or thinking you stand out, whatever it is you’re after, man.

What’s everybody after?

There’s power, here, if you have what kids are after. There’s gold in the hills of Hollywood and cash in ...