Joe Worker is on the stage, and this is a good illustration of an Omega-type crowd. Note the tie-dyes, floppy hats and frisbee throwers. You can't smell the pungent mixture of pot smoke and patchouli in this picture, but believe me, it's there. The Omega organizers always though it'd be neat to have a loud obnoxious punk band play the Saturday "wake-up" slot on the otherwise two-day hippie fest, and the Worker fit perfectly.