Wavy Gravy Bitch Slaps Austin

I first posted this in 2021, November. I met Wavy at the Texas International Pop Festival, Labor Day weekend, 1969.

The organizers of the SXSW Music Festival thought it would be a great throwback piece of nostalgia to invite the infamous Wavy Gravy of Woodstock fame to speak at one of their Hipster symposiums during festival week.

Mr. Gravy, while giving a book signing at the “University of Woke Texas” bookshop, had a few choice words for his admirers. His new book, ” How I Survived The Brown Acid and Made A Million,” is a New York Times bestseller and attracted a crowd that stretched around the block. Everyone in Austin thinks they are a retro-hippie.

Maya Sharona, head reporter for NPR and SXSW News caught up with Wavy as he was returning from the men’s room.

” Mr. Gravy,” she asked, microphone inches from Wavy’s face,

“Can you give your loyal throwback fans in Austin some advice on how to get through the destruction of humanity, the scourge of oil pollution that is changing our climate, killing Polar Bears and Tiddly Wink minnows, turning women into men and men into newts, and is destroying our universe while rendering all highly educated females infertile and unable to return to work because we can’t afford a Prius ?”

I kid you not, she was dead-ass-serious.

Wavy thought for a moment, took a swig of his Mylanta Antacid Margarita, lit a joint, checked the time on his Rolex, scratched his balls, cleaned his ears with a bandanna and spit, hocked a snot ball, farted, and said to Ms. Sharona,

“Take the Brown Acid kid, it did wonders for us at Woodstock.”