This is my defining moment!
Lennon, Hendrix, Joplin and Morrison...all dead.
Did the counterculture die or was it murdered?
The Woodstock Trilogy, consisting of Monterey Pop: Summer of Love, Chicago: Days of Rage, and The Woodstock Conspiracy, is fast moving historical fiction that puts you in the center of the social revolution that was the sixties. The revolution was fought in the jungles of Vietnam and the streets of Chicago and Detroit. As the audiences grew, and the song lyrics became more seditious, it became apparent to the government that the message was being spread with music.
In early 1967, CIA Case Officer Percy Arnold is fragged at a firebase in Vietnam. His wounds end his days as a foreign case officer and he's reassigned to a domestic operation. Sent to San Francisco, Percy observes the painful birth of the new youth movement during the Summer of Love and spends the next three years trying to prevent a generational bloodbath.
Jim Donahue, aka Monday, finds himself in Vietnam working as a political assassin. When Monday wears out his welcome in Southeast Asia, Percy brings him home to provide muscle for Minstrels, an unauthorized program of surveillance, containment and neutralization of the sixties counterculture.
Monday's sister, Marla, takes the bus to Haight Ashbury for the Summer of Love and finds more excitement than she expected. She and her new best friend, flower child Sandy, embark on an adventure that takes them from the strip clubs of San Francisco to Monterey Pop, the 1968 Chicago Democratic Convention, Woodstock, London and New York. Along the way, they witness the birth of Crosby Stills and Nash and encounter John Lennon, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Jerry Garcia, Keith Richards, Brian Jones and Charlie Manson.
After Percy is dosed with LSD at Woodstock, he is more determined than ever to stop the cultural revolution by any means necessary. He soon sets in motion a plan no one can stop.
“When you sit down (highly recommended) to read this book, strap on your seat belt, it's a wild ride. Take a little Hunter Thompson, add some Dashiell Hammett, throw in a pinch of noir, and let it ferment for five minutes in a bottle of Boone's Farm...that's the mix this book delivers on. Mr. Rots has brought me back to 1969 with such reality, I would swear I personally know several of the characters. Truth as entertainment, or entertainment posing as truth... I'll have to think that one over....in the meantime......bravo!” R. Baker
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