This film, more than any other I can think of from the period, really captures the true spirit of that wildy optomistic generation at perhaps the tail end of it's arc. At times, the stylistic nature of the film seems to suggest a mythological quality to the proceedings. At others, a more down to earth document is presented.
The air it seems, was full of good vibes (compare this to the ugly scenes of confrontation from the previous year's final Isle of Wight festival), perhaps the fact that this festival was free helped. The relatively low attendance probably also helped to create the special atmosphere seen here. Much is often made of how 'out of it' everyone was back then but things have hardly changed have they? One thing that has changed is how much less naive & more cynical we've all become.
But I didn't intend on writing a sociological essay, enough has already been written on those times.
More to the point, the music contained herein provides some of the films highlights, none more so than the great & half remembered Terry Reid whose loose & extremely soulful arrangement of his song 'Dean' is well worth the purchase of this disc alone. The song, like the film itself, really conjures up the spirit of the age.
In it, you can hear something so familiar, yet indefinable. The emotional pull of this performance sways me everytime. This defining moment appears early on in the film & serves to hold the viewer's attention from thereon. Many more magical musical moments follow, memorably, a mesmerizing Fairport Convention &
a deliriously deranged Arthur Brown along with early Gong, late Traffic etc...
Had the film crew managed to capture Bowie's dawn performance, this really would have been one of rock's 'holy grails'. However, as it stands, it's still one of the most compelling & important documents of it's time,
so don't delay, turn on & tune in today.