If You Had The Chance To Go Back To 1969 At The Age Of 19 Would You?

Discussion in 'Ask The Old Hippies' started by Rivehn, Apr 5, 2016.

  1. scratcho

    scratcho Lifetime Supporter Lifetime Supporter

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    Above directed to onlygoodvibes. But, it doesn't really matter. Good post Shale. So many different ways people came together from so many places.
     
  2. Rivehn

    Rivehn Member

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    THIS, I'v always felt like the music from that time is just unmatched in every aspect. The way it touches your soul. Agh.


    I want to say thank you to shale and scorpio and anyone else contributing this this thread. It really made my day today to see some more positive outlooks to things.
     
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  3. BlackBillBlake

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    It was a development of a lot of things that had gone before. Maybe it's because 60's music sounds to me like the soundtrack to my childhood I have my particular feelings about it. Maybe some of it worked in the 60's, but now......not so well. Things have changed so much.

    But I'm not saying it didn't have merit - just that I personally am bored with the 60's.
     
  4. guerillabedlam

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    Some of the production quality is not the best but I find a decent amount of 60's music holds up well amongst modern stuff.
     
  5. BlackBillBlake

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    I'm not saying it wasn't a decade that produced some great music. Just that I am bored with most of it. Two very different things.
     
  6. Yogamat

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    I remember writing to the NY Times editors page in 1997 asking for people to write to me with their experiences of Woodstock and generally that era/time.I did'nt expect hardly anyone to reply to my letter but.......after a week,the postman started delivering wads of envelopes in rubber bands!lol I used to spend afternoons reading all these letters and the majority of senders were very positive re their experiences of the late 60's and Woodstock/other festivals.
    Scorpio Kenny:Loved your post on this thread,it brought back memories of the letters I had been reading.
     
  7. I'minmyunderwear

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    true. pop music has never been particularly good though, and now that we have the internet it's much easier to actually find alternatives to pop music.
     
  8. guerillabedlam

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    Yah it probably becomes hum drum over the decades. the op mentioned being 19 though, so insinuated in that is not having several decades of repeatedly listening to the music.
     
  9. Rivehn

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    I imagine having piercings and such was looked down upon as well? The social aspect must have been much better at the time though, I mean no internet means more face to face time and more outside hands on experiences.
     
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  10. Shale

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    I pierced my left earlobe in 1973. (that was the one str8 men pierced) Just did it by myself, sitting at the kitchen table with sewing needle & thread and a potato. Oh, and a glass of wine. It was an expression - I suppose of being a pirate. With long hair men having pierced ears in the U.S. was a new thing and it was just another personal rebellion.

    Now, athletes have both ears pierced & more. (Go to a nude beach and you see all sorts of piercings now on men & women that you might not even think about.)
     
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  11. MeAgain

    MeAgain Dazed & Confused Lifetime Supporter Super Moderator

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    Well, I guess I'll reminisce a little.....

    I was born in 1951 and grew up with the 50's crowd, I had an older cousin and a neighbor that were into rock n roll and cars. There was always a gang hanging out at his father's garage working on cars and listening to the radeo. He had a 39 Ford we would ride through the fields in and later he set up a little dirt track that we'd race around on, the state cops would stop by and watch from time to time.

    So by 1969 I was a senior in high school, on the wrestling team and the treasurer of Phi Kappa Psi, our high school "fraternity". We were in competition with RAW (rape all women), Omega something, TKD (tap a keg daily), and another I can't think of at the moment. In 68 we staged a 3 day walk out over the right to wear our jackets at school, we lost. Starting in the fall I'd train and wrestle 6 days a week during the season and get blitzed out of my mind the rest of the year on beer and wine. I knew a dude who had his basement fixed up with black walls, black lights, tin foil, posters, etc. and we'd party there every weekend. Usually the parties would involve 20 or 30 people but occasionally they'd get bigger. The biggest was when seven state cop cars showed up when a fight broke out.

    For 3 months in 1968 we made the top of the police list for the most parties in the county. The dude was under psychiatric care and I used to drive him to his sessions and he'd walk out and tell me all this stuff about his phone being bugged, etc. But I never believed him.

    Then one day my uncle pulled me aside and told me we were being watched by the cops. They had the dudes house staked out and were watching what we did. His phone was tapped, all the illegal shit on everyone's cars was known about and he told me about the time we all left the house in a traveling parade of seven cars heading for another party and they tailed us but we lost them cause we were all driving too fast for them to keep up. Then within a week my great uncle pulled me aside (he was an old moonshiner) and told me he got in an argument with some blond haired kid who pulled a gun on him, then somehow my name got mentioned and the kid backed off presumably because he knew me. (He was a Pagan guy I knew).

    So that was the way it was. Drink beer and wine by the case, drive cars with reckless abandon, look for fights and chicks.
    I was into the drinking scene.

    Then in the summer of 1969 I went off to college and meet my first "real" hippies. There were keg parties everywhere and I'd go to them and get blind drunk. I was in the dorm at the time with a bunch of party animals (booze). They were pretty stupid and by the end of summer I was the only one left on the floor that hadn't been thrown out of the dorm for various infractions such as flooding the elevator shafts, throwing books through 6 stories of windows, dressing up like the KKK and running around the "black" floor of the dorm, starting fires, etc.
    So I ended up needing a room mate and got tossed in with an older dude named "Jay the Hippie". He was also legally blind. Jay had just blown in from somewhere and he proceeded to tell me the benefits of the hippie lifestyle. He would magically produce a j from behind the window blinds, or out of his hair or some such. Each week he would sport a new look, a beard one week mustache the next, hair cut, etc. He claimed the FBI was after him.
    He introduced me to the local hippie cell on campus. It was rather small and almost everyone knew everyone else.

    So after the first week of rooming with him, I went back home, about 20 miles away, and found out that my whole gang had also miraculously freaked out at the same time.
    So we were basically the first freaks in my home town. It was great as everyone was completely clueless as to what was going on.

    After trying weed for two weeks I was discovered by psychedelics and the I was off to the races. What followed was a continuous 4 year trip of growing my hair (I stopped getting it cut in March of 69 and cut it in Aug of 74 for a job) 24 hour long parties, fighting to keep up my grades enough to avoid the draft, missing finals due to ending up in South Carolina, car wrecks, being stopped by the police continually, getting thrown out of places for being hippies, the infamous anti Woodstock 3 day free concert in Illinois, hippie chicks, having the chief of the PA state police arrive by helicopter to ask us how we were doing, riots in the street, two burned down freak houses, the militant blacks against the Viet Nam vets escapade, Mr. Rose the West Virginia guru, waving to the state District Attorney as we sat smoking from a water pipe in a yard beside his house, setting a field on fire 3 times in the same day while digging a ditch to get water to "the Farmhouse" and pissing off the local fire department in the process, thumbing back from an aborted trip to Canada, talking to God, discovering that sometimes you can't tell if a 428 Cobra Jet is going 20 miles an hour or 120 miles an hour or who exactly is driving the thing, a couple deaths, and developing our secret formula for riding dirt bikes at breakneck speed through the woods with the "mountain boys" dirt bike gang who would hide under the PA Turnpike from the state police helicopters and talking our way out from under a Texas oil man's 12 gauge and his State Police back up from the seat of our bikes while tripping our heads off.

    And shit like that.
     
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  12. Reverand JC

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    Let's see:
    The Rain, half of he stage sinking, the fence getting torn down, not enough supplies, traffic getting backed up, the PA picking up the radio signals from the helecopters flying overhead, Bob Weir nearly getting electrocuted on stage, Santana playing while peaking on acid convinced his guitar neck was a giant snake, the brown acid etc.

    Yes I*'ve seen the movie and read books written by the participants who pretty much said it was a disaster. On top of that I had a teacher in high school who was Ravi Shankars tour manager who pretty much stated that it was a disaster.

    C/S,
    Reb J
     
  13. guerillabedlam

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    This is from Wikipedia...

    Fairly Interesting "spin" some of the media set out to put on Woodstock:



     
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    restored. looks like the last post was a spam and wasnt deleted proper..

    Carry on, love is coming. Love is coming to us all.
     
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  15. Aerianne

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    Shale, Orison found this thread!
     
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    I think I did it. I'm sorry. My eyes were fried from doing close jewelry work. I really do need some new glasses.
     
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  17. Scorpio Kenny

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    So, if time travel were real, who else would wish to go back to 1969 and be 19-years-old and you would have no memories of any future events?
    I believe that it was a yes or no question. Easy.

    Add your discussion as to why or why not. That's on you.

    Thanks folks.

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    ONLYgoodVIBES, thanks for the question, my bro. It gets a good discussion going. Similar questions have been asked before but every time that they get asked again, the answers evolve and get even better. Thanks, Man. Yer cool.

    Yer Bro, Kenny
     
  18. sunfighter

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    Thanks for the best posting I've read in years. Really enjoyed it.
     
  19. Moonglow181

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    I want to go hang out with the beatniks and that generation.....writing and painting with them, and going to those crowded coffee houses....discussing things all night long......and truly alive with sharing ideas and creating things. Does that count? lol

    Leave me there for about a year, and then I can come back to the now....maybe.....:D
     
  20. Asmodean

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    I think that last part is key. Otherwise there's a large chance you would live an awfully clueless life in an awesome decade. Being in the wrong place, hearing about the good stuff too late. That's not why I wanna go!

    Same with the 14th century or the french revolution: count me in! But i only wanna go because of what i know now (and i know it wasn't a party everywhere/all the time :p)
     
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