A week before Christmas, 1967, at the end of a year in which the Summer of Love had gone sour and civil unrest was erupting into riots in dozens of American cities, one of the unifying figures of the era, Otis Redding, was laid to rest in Macon, Georgia. As his casket was carried down the steps of the City Auditorium, Redding’s friends and admirers didn’t gather by the awaiting hearse; they instinctively huddled around the other artists there in…
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