"MID-MORNING ON SATURDAY, Berkeley people laid what looked like athousand tabs of sunshine acid on the Angels-- sunshine: it had a lotof speed in it--and this was being dispersed both at the Angels' busthirty yards uphill and on the stage. At one point, 500 reds werescattered on the front portion of the stage. The Angels were downingtabs of acid/speed and reds in huge gulps of Red Mountain wine. The morethey took, the more fighting there was."
Rolling Stone, p. 28.