By the time we got to woodstock...

Gerade jährt sich das legendäre ​

Woodstock Festival zum 35. Mal.​

Für jene, die nicht dort sein konnten und alles dafür geben würden (nicht für jene, die nicht dort sein konnten und nicht alles dafür geben würden

Wer Lust hat, kann sich ein paar Minuten Zeit für ein paar Zeilen oder so nehmen...

von mir gibts Bilder:



LOVE IS ALL AROUND

 

Von mir gibts natürlich meinen Lieblings-Songtext

Well I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me...

Said I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
And try and get my soul free

We are stardust
We are golden
We are billion-year-old carbon
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be caught in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who l am
But life is for learning

We are stardust
We are golden
We are billion-year-old carbon
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers and jetplanes
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
We are golden
We are caught in a devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
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Happy Birthday, Woodstock!




Edit: Noch ein Foto von The Who bei ihrem Auftritt:

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Und noch n paar:

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Ich liebe Joni Mitchell
und deshalb hier mein Lieblingssong von ihr. Ich habs irgendwann schon mal gepostet... aber egal. Dieser Song inspiriert mich immer zu unglaublichen Bildern. Das ganze Album "Song to a seagull" weckt in mir etwas, das ich irgendwie gar nicht in Worte fassen kann....

cactus tree​

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There’s a man who’s been out sailing
In a decade full of dreams
And he takes her to a schooner
And he treats her like a queen
Bearing beads from california
With their amber stones and green
He has called her from the harbor
He has kissed her with his freedom
He has heard her off to starboard
In the breaking and the breathing
Of the water weeds
While she was busy being free

There’s a man who’s climbed a mountain
And he’s calling out her name
And he hopes her heart can hear three thousand miles
He calls again
He can think her there beside him
He can miss her just the same
He has missed her in the forest
While he showed her all the flowers
And the branches sang the chorus
As he climbed the scaley towers
Of a forest tree
While she was somewhere being free

There’s a man who’s sent a letter
And he’s waiting for reply
He has asked her of her travels
Since the day they said goodbye
He writes wish you were beside me
We can make it if we try
He has seen her at the office
With her name on all his papers
Thru the sharing of the profits
He will find it hard to shake her
From his memory
And she’s so busy being free

There’s a lady in the city
And she thinks she loves them all
There’s the one who’s thinking of her
There’s the one who sometimes calls
There’s the one who writes her letters
With his facts and figures scrawl
She has brought them to her senses
They have laughed inside her laughter
Now she rallies her defenses
For she fears that one will ask her
For eternity
And she’s so busy being free

There’s a man who sends her medals
He is bleeding from the war
There’s a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store
There’s a drummer and a dreamer
And you know there may be more
She will love them when she sees them
They will lose her if they follow
And she only means to please them
And her heart is full and hollow
Like a cactus tree
While she’s so busy being free​

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1968​

 

Woodstock was a time of social changes in human freedom and expression..we learned not to be ashamed of our bodies in the nude, we smoked grass to expand our horizons with the music, we spent time with our kids our pets..it was very much focused on a new standard for families...the music of the late 60's that appeared in Woodstock 69 was some of the best around, very expressive of its thoughts and messages..indeed an experiment..but one that worked! That festival set the standard for peace, music, people and expression and showed to the world that all was not just violence and hatred...it was LIFE!!</I>
Juan C.Morales

 

I took this at Woodstock 99
Peace Love

 

....bin ich trumpfend die einzige,oder bekomme ich zuspruch in der tatsache,dass in dem post von *nachles*...skoozy leider nur ein vermeindliches x mit weißem ein-rechteck-umfassendem hintergrund zu sehen ist??? .

helft mir,die neugier plagt mich!!!

 

ja. das bild ist nicht da.

 

bei mir ist es da - sowohl mit Firefox als Browser als auch mit meinen alten Internet Explorer.

 

bei mir nicht

 

komisch komisch*g*

 

bei mir schon

 

wie kann das denn sein, dass manche das Bild sehen und manche nicht?
Bei mir ist auch bloß ein x

 

bei mir ist gar nichts noch nichtmal ein x

aber da ich jetzt weiß, das da ein bild sein soll, macht der post zumindest endlich mal sinn

 

watt macht denn Kalle Becker uff Woodstock???

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wer??

 

weep, kennste kalle becker nicht???

 

nee, woher müßte ich den denn kennen? Wichtige Person? Ganz egal?

 

nee nee, ganz unwichtig

 

na hör mal!