Feeling trapped can produce the strongest desire to fly.
In the winter of 1967, the members of It’s a Beautiful Day were a long way from the burgeoning San Francisco music scene they hoped to join. Their manager, Matthew Katz, had sent the newly formed band to Seattle to develop its act, where they played regularly at a club formerly known as the Encore Ballroom and lived in the attic of an old Victorian house across from Volunteer Park.
Conditions were grim. The band had little money, inadequate food and no transportation, and the dark, rainy Seattle winter only made it worse. But out of that miserable experience sprang “White Bird.”…