[on performing at Woodstock in 1969] I was searching to see if anybody was awake, because there were about half a million people asleep. These people were out, no matter what I did, they were gone. It was sort of like a painting of a Dante scene, just bodies from Hell, all intertwined and asleep, covered with mud. And this is the moment I will never forget as long as I live: a quarter mile away in the darkness, on the other edge of this bowl, there was some guy flicking his lighter, and in the night I hear, 'Don't worry about it John, we're with you.' I played the rest of the show for that guy.