Last night I went to Eric Burdon's first book signing. Instead of reading from his new
book, Eric answered "questions" from an audience of about 120. The signing was at a
library in San Francisco's Haight Ashbury.
Eric was charming and articulate; his memories and answers were quite entertaining,
especially one about Jimi Hendrix in a garden (ask privately for the slightly
adult-only content).
He was kidded anout "warm San Francisco nights" as it has been really cold here lately.
He seems to be living in Palm Springs, and his book mentions the 1969 Palm Springs
Festival (one I had almost forgotten ) and the response of the town to the invasion of
young people and musicians.
He did not speak much about politics or current events, but I could hear the undertone
of the 60's radical still burning.
Eric impressed me as a man of many musical talents, a deep love of music and people,
able to laugh at himself and the past.
His word pictures of figures like Brian Jones and Jimi and Janis will stay with me a
long time.
