Oh, hey guy. Excuse me for interrupting your guitar playing.
I assume it's an amazing song even though I can't hear it, 'cause, I'm in the 21st century and you're in 1960-something, and the audio on the time machine is the total pits right now.
But my computer just notified me that Amy is currently extant within these exact coordinates.
Uh, yeah, no ... I didn't mean to blow your mind, as you say. I'm just looking for Amy. Seen her anywhere?
I should look up?
Ah, a-huh ...
The good news is that you actually are in the exact coordinates specified by the time machine, Amy.
You're just a bit ... high.
Of course I mean physically high, which could mean different things in the 1960s, but I digress.
Okay. So I'm still trying to figure out exactly where you are in 1960-something. The time machine's fluxator still isn't right and the date-stamp portal you went through is no help at all.
However, according to your present state, I'm thinking you might be in 1967.
And that's the Summer of Love
In 1967, hippies are leaving their homes to travel by backpacking and are gathering in many places within the U.S., Canada and Europe, bringing to light an underground culture of youth that has been flickering for years.
The song, "Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair", is a musical symbol for the hippie counterculture at this time.
One of the main gathering areas is the Haight-Asbury district of San Francisco, and it's drawing attention from youth all over the U.S. and Canada.
It's said that the local council there has come up with the title "Summer of Love" in 1967, putting a positive vibe on the travels and gathering of hippies, often regarded as a negative movement.
In Monterey, California, a three day festival has been planned in only seven weeks by John Phillips of the group The Mamas and the Papas.
Artists will perform for free with revenue donated to charity.
Bands like The Who, Grateful Dead, Jefferson Airplane, Jimi Hendrix Experience, Big Brother and the Holding Company with Janis Joplin will play to a crowd of tens of thousands.
You're heading out to San Francisco?
Yeah, don't blame you one bit.
Let me know when you arrive so I don't have to disturb whatever you're doing in the Summer of Love. Ya, you know what I mean.