Chapter 1: If Only You Believe Like I Believe
Marty Balin was a single-minded creature from the day he was born.
All he ever wanted was to express himself artistically -- his way. Some called him a loner, moody, weird, an egotist, but he had no time to waste with that. Marty didn't suffer fools gladly.Marty Balin:
I've always had the same mind, the same consciousness. I just couldn't wait till my body grew up to my mind. I was totally aware of who I am, what I wanted to do and what I was going to do.
By high school, he was accomplished enough as a painter to earn
a scholarship, talented enough as a...
Introductionby Paul Kantner
Paul Kantner here
San Francisco calling
So what are you lookin' at?
What are you lookin' for?
The joy of the path?
Nearly most anyone can learn how
to play music
Fewer can discern the why
It helps to have Pete Seeger and the Weavers in your (my) distant past
as Reverend Gary Davis was in Jorma's
or as Betty Grable was in Grace's
Why San Francisco?
Why Jefferson Airplane?