Woodstock essay

On August 15th, 1969, the incredible music festival known as Woodstock had begun. A six hundred acre dairy farm proved to be one very unique venue for thirty-two musical acts and an audience of about half a million people. (The Woodstock festivals) Everything about Woodstock intrigues me. I can’t even try and compare it to what I experienced when I attended Ultra music festival in Miami, Florida this past spring. Of course, I plan on telling my children about my amazing time at the three day music festival. I can only imagine what an audience member at Woodstock must feel, having been part of an event so historical. Many know Woodstock as one of the most pivotal moments in music history, and it is easy to agree. Leading and emerging artists of 1969 preformed for a massive audience, pretty much for free. Over 100,000 tickets were sold at eighteen dollars each. (I paid far more than just eighteen dollars for my Ultra Music Festival ticket.) The six hundred acre dairy farm in Bethel, New York was definitely not expecting the half a million people that showed up ready for the festival. The town also wasn’t ready for everything that the festival would bring about, or the massive amount of rain in the forecast. The myth of Woodstock is that it was a time of peace and love, when in reality for many it was nothing more than a drug induced escape from a world filled with war and violence.

In the year 1969, an awful lot was going on in America. Led Zeppelin released its first album and Richard Nixon was the 37th President of the United States of America. The Beatles gave their final public performance, and Apollo 11 had landed on the moon – America had won the space race! Also, the country was at war with Vietnam. On December 1st in 1969, the selective service had conducted the first draft lottery since 1942, affecting 800,000 males all over the country. College students from all over America were becoming very active in protesting against the war. The baby boomer