In 1966, the corner of Haight and Ashbury was the place to be if you wanted to turn on, tune in, and drop out. By 1970, though, it was a place to avoid at all costs.
Three words: drugs. Pot and acid became speed and heroin, and Haight Ashbury got scary for a while. Then it got better. The tourists came back and the area thrived once more. Now, though, with the pandemic, Haight Ashbury is in poor shape once again. ‘The neighbourhood hasn’t been this fucked up since the 70s,’ says Jeremy Fish in the Jeremy McNamara-directed Jeremy Fish & The House on Haight.
Jeremy was artist-in-residence at the historic Dolan Larson building for three months, right on the corner of Haight and Ashbury, and his work during this period drew on the neighbourhood’s history: what it meant to be here in 1966, what it means now, and what the Haight Ashbury of tomorrow might look like. Hit play above. It’s a great flick, and the matching up of vintage footage with the current day is pretty cool.