I heard Phil Ochs sing in Massachusetts the night we gathered for a protest march the following day. We sat in the hills, our two-man tent set up so six of us could sleep sideways like sardines afterwards. A a make-shift stage was set up below us, beneath a clear, but chilly starry night. It was a time to remember.
Phil Ochs killed himself the following year. I love his music and his death was such a waste. Found this snippet of him on YOUTUBE. If it buffers a lot, just let it run through once, then hit 'play again' and it'll play smoothly the second time.