It is the summer of 1969 in Berkeley, California. At a dusty record shop called Spin City Records, seventeen-year-old Marcus Johnson — a sharp, gifted guitarist from Oakland — reaches for Cloud Nine. Lily Sanders, a free-spirited cop's daughter with a poet's eye and a Rolling Stones obsession, reaches for Let It Bleed beside him. They trade albums. They trade something else, too.
What begins as a challenge — a week to prove whose taste runs deeper — becomes the most urgent love story either has ever known. Marcus performs original music at Oakland jazz cafés. Lily writes poems that see the world plainly. Together they dare to believe that the idealism of 1969 might make a place for them.
It will not. Their families push back. The world pushes harder. And on December 6, 1969, at the Altamont Free Concert — meant to be a celebration, a capstone, the dream made real — racial hatred unmasked in the crowd turns fatal, and an era ends the only way eras ever truly end: in blood.
ALTAMONT is the story of two young people who loved each other across every line America drew between them — and the night those lines became everything.