Being a so-called Brit, I take American cultural icons with many grains of salt. However, I must say that Applestock, was truly the "stealth" progenitor of everything "hip," the opening shot of the REAL sixties. I consider being there the most magical, most influential experience of my life. I vividly recall every moment of it, but, oddly enough, as a dream, as if it existed not in this world, but in some parallel universe of pure imagination and soul. Oh...I lost my virginity there.