# The Summer of Summer Jam Was Not a Quiet One | Summer Jam, LLC

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A Kehr

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This has been a noisy, exhausting week in the news, whichever way you lean. It turns out that's not a new feeling.Watkins Glen took place on July 28, 1973, and it fell in the middle of a genuinely hard stretch of American history. Twelve days earlier, a White House aide named Alexander Butterfield had told the Senate Watergate Committee, on live television, that Nixon had been secretly taping every conversation in the Oval Office. That single piece of testimony is the reason the tapes eventually came out and the reason Nixon resigned a year later, and it was the biggest story in the country when the gates opened at Watkins Glen.It was also the first summer in a generation without the draft hanging over every young person at that show. The last American combat troops had come home from Vietnam that March, and the draft itself had just ended. For a crowd that skewed exactly draft age, that wasn't background noise. It was personal.That October, Vice President Spiro Agnew resigned over a bribery and tax scandal that had nothing to do with Watergate, and within days OPEC announced the oil embargo that would have Americans lining up at gas stations for months. Watkins Glen sat in a short, strange pocket of relative quiet, sandwiched between one scandal breaking and the next one landing.And, for the bands themselves - it was also the middle of a hard stretch. The Grateful Dead had recently lost Pigpen, and the Allman Brothers had recently lost both Duane Allman and Berry Oakley and had modified their sound to include Chuck Leavell on keys.Here's what's stuck with us after filming more than two dozen interviews with people who were actually there: almost none of them bring any of this up unless we ask directly. Say "Watkins Glen" to someone who stood in that crowd and you get mud, heat, the sheer size of it, a stranger who shared their water, the first notes of a song they'd waited hours for. Not Watergate, or the draft, or gas lines. Nothing beyond the day itself and the fact that, for one afternoon, none of that was the loudest thing in their heads.That need, for a day where love of music, freedom, and togetherness gets to matter more than the news, doesn't seem to have gone anywhere in 53 years. That's the real reason why this story is so worth finishing, and why it’s a story that means something to people who weren't even born in 1973.Invest in Watkins Glen Summer Jam →More from the archive soon.