"Indeed, if he planned it right he'd stacked the albums carefully and at just the right moment, the killer platter would fall and it would be The Doors..... light my fire " ROFL
The long version.
Zep IV? Released Nov '71. Doubt it.
My money's on CSNY - specifically "Teach your Children". Double or nothing they probably dug Nash's songs over Stills...
From there the Dead and Moby Grape. MAYBE the Doors, but c'mon, they were SO L.A. ...
when will someone investigate the post-(first)election private celebration party at their rich 'movie people" friends place near Santa Barbara, CA??? Several SS agents had their careers limited by refusing to accomplish certain "tasks" for Billary. Find out about the drugs and women.
I think he received a rocket via telephone from Hillary herself. She wants no discussion of youthful drug experiments. And with reason. Reasons that go back to the Clintons' Berkeley Summer of Love in 1971 -- if not before.
I still think that Obama al-Hussein Barrack's admission on drugs was to innoculate himself against charges of being a muslim 'cuz he was educated in an Indonesian Madrassa.
He's playing the 'shitface' card: "See, I used to drink and get stoned, I'm not a Muslim!"
Hillery put the nix on the drug story 'cuz she knows that even with all the diversity bullshit that Americans will accept a dope-smoking president before they will accept one who has memorized the "99 Beautiful Names of Allah".
Her aid just didn't get the memo.
And she and Bill were stoners as so well illustrated in your essay.
Hey, I was born in '68: My drug experiences consist of getting in fights in 8th grade with the 'stoner' kids in gym class who wanted to beat me up 'cuz I didn't smoke dope.... Fighting the 'freaks' at McDonalds in High School 'cuz I wasn't in their druggie clique....
That was a great read- for a moment I thought I might be in a Journeyman episode.
I didn't get to Berkeley until the summer of 78. I thought the place was a freak show from the moment I arrived, and I was just coming off 4 years at a hugh east coast public university.
Either you were a hippie, as so well described above, or you would have been the lamest poser ever... and Bill and Hill, for all their fobiles, have never been posers.
Okay so maybe not Led Zep since it was released in November of 1971.
I'm working off lists here you understand.
Maybe Peace Train
Never can say goodbye
Or any one of these:
That was a fun read. I'm an 80s teenager. I read about the 60s and 70s, and I see the movies and TV shows about the Boomers' times - the riots, the protests, the festivals and sit-ins and cultural tumult and I think - oh, ick.
The hair was awful. The clothes were awful. The politics were awful. Everyone was stoned and nobody bathed regularly. Women didn't wear makeup, men were pale and skinny, and everyone ran around punctuating their sentences with "groovy" and "cool" and "man".
My sis in law and I went to see Hair when the tour came through Houston a couple years ago. A lot (A LOT) of the audience were obviously Boomers. The show was great, but the characters? Please. I felt no connection or empathy for them at all. Get a job, dude. Quit laying around the park expecting other people to support your lazy drugged up ass. Honestly - I felt like Eric Cartman.
And as the crowd was exiting the theater, one of the Obviously Boomer Age guys behind us said to his old lady - "I don't know how anyone could vote for George Bush after watching that." And I turned around and yelled "It's easy, you old fart!"
On the inside, of course.
I will be so glad when that generation is too old to run for public office. I'll be pretty old myself, but it'll still make me happy.
To: Barack Obama
From: A disinterested bystander
Re: The notional drug charges from the Clinton camp
Look out kid, don't matter what you did...
Wow, Mr. / Ms. "Gray", al-Hussein? It was the Clintons and John Kerry that drove me from the Democrat party. It's people like you that keep me away from it. Tell me, are you from the same self-absorbed, self-important, self-congratulatory, narcissistic generation that never accomplished anything, as those wonderful donk party icons?
If Clinton manages to knife her way to the donk nomination, I will vote for ANY Republican that runs against her.
This Republican respects Mr. Obama's honesty. I don't agree with some of his positions, but if he wins the party nomination, I may even vote for him.
Watch your back, Mr. Obama; donks eat their young.
I'm still trying to scrub me eyes from that picture ...
Jay - it is hard to fault anyone in the 1970's for any picture taken then. The 'Grizzly Adams' look was in, and the massive glasses were too.
The 1970's were hard - fashion-wise - on everyone, even little kids who were five in 1971 and more interested in matchbox cars than anything else.
Bezerkley, Summer of '71, strangely enough, I remember it well. My 'old lady' and I, fresh from performing acts at the May Day anarchy which ought to have landed us in Leavenworth till... about now, vanned across country and spent the next year living there. It was a useful idiot's pilgrimage, Berkley was our Mecca. So I can personally attest to the utter factuality of this post. The straightest people you met were stoners. If there were any abstainers they were individuals suffering from acute asthma.
Now, as I look back in shame at my politics then, it freaks me right out to learn I probably passed No Pants Bill any number of times on Telegraph Ave. Had I known then what I know now, what a golden opportunity I missed to strike a blow for freedom (from the Clintons). A blow to the back of his head with a lead pipe might not have been heard around the world, but it certainly would have changed the course of history in a positive way. I'm kidding in case the Secret Service is paying attention, but it is an interesting fantasy to pursue. What would the world be like now had Clinton never gotten his greasy paws on the levers of power? One thing for sure, nobody'd know Hillary Rodham from Adam. And that would be a really good thing, even if we had no way of knowing it.
LOL! That picture looks like early Steely Dan, with Hillary as Walter Becker!
I was 2 in '71; not many years later I talked my parents into buying me yellow sneakers that had red toes painted on the white rubber toeguard; I don't think I ever wore them, perhaps because later the toes came to look rather macabre, like bloody severed digits neverthless attached.
There were once rolling papers somewhat like that too, styled like draft cards with bloody fingerprints.
Clinton(s) did inhale. I am not troubled by that, although I dislike the lying about it rather than taking a bold stand of admision that might have forced more people to question whether past pot smoking is worth getting worked up about (it isn't).
I can relate to this, but only a bit after the fact. I also arrived in Berkeley in the summer of '71, to take on a job as assistant professor in the Engineering faculty. We lived a few blocks from the buildings you describe, but, strange to say, being out of Cambridge via Buffalo, had only the remotest clue what was going on in them. And did not know for some years thereafter. Yea, there were clueless conservatives around even in Berkeley, even then. But somehow I don't think Bill and Hill were among them.
Wonderful piece, sir. I can't go to bed unless I stop laughing... and my old lady doesn't care WHAT I stack on the spindle.
Oy. How many readers here even know what that means?
And I was at Berkeley beginning in 1979 - it hadn't changed all that much, although even living in one of the biggest Co-ops, with multiple dealers (no, not cards) I managed not to inhale.
I still recall the time my sister visited - "is tie-dye still acceptable to wear?" was her question.
I feel very sorry for "Stubby" from Houston, and anyone else who believes as he/she does about the '60's and has obtained their opinions, whole cloth, from those who truely do "hate freedon". Those who inculcated such beliefs in Stubby have caused this past 7, and more, years of horrors. I really think those people are still pissed off that they couldn't bring themselves to participate when they had the chance. I was in Vietnam AND on the streets in the 60's , and can tell you the latter was a far superior experience.
Moreover, it is impossible for me to imagine anyone thinking that they have obtained anything remotely factual from "Hair". The poor things.
TmjUtah - it is to place records - eitfer 45's or 331/3's on a spindle on a long-playing record player. When one record ended the arm would move back and the next would land, ready to be played.
Multi-record sets were often set up this way with the first having sides one and four,the next sides two and five, and the next sides 3 and six. Set them up on the old RCA, let the first three play, flip all over and start the next set.
I attended UCB from '78 to '82 and I've been getting this sort of thing ever since. Maybe things had changed quite a bit from '71 to '78, but most of the kids I knew worked pretty hard. Kids who were stoners in high school typically did not go to Berkeley.
Kids with money went to Stanford, and so a lot of the kids were not only going to school, but a lot were working part time, too.
The average Berkeley undergrad of that era came in from the top of his or her high school class, ambitious, disciplined, smart. Certainly there were drugs, but no more so than in my high school in suburban Sacramento. Less, I think. Throw a frisbee on Sproul plaza on a nice fall day in 1978 and you'd most likely hit science geek hurrying to attend an afternoon lab, blithely ignoring the Orange man, the Hate Man, the Bubble lady, and the idiots manning the Young Socialist Alliance table. Stoned hippies tended not be be students.
Well, 78 is a full 14 years ( a near generation) away from 1964. 1971 was the 60s in full swing. People forget that what we now think of as the 60s didn't really get going until around 1967-68.
By 1978, Bill and Hillary had been married for three years and, in that year, he was elected governor of Arkansas.
Betcha Bill and Hillary were not shacked up alone. Wonder how many girlfriends they shared?
"Then again, if Hillary was to have an epiphany on the question of dumping the insane laws again marijuana and promise not just a chicken curry in every pot, but a kilo of Acapulco gold in every pothead, she just might get people to vote for her that are usually too stoned to make it off the couch, much less to the polls."
Carter rolled out that promise back in the election of '76. I think it was said to Rolling Stone but I'm not sure. It was what got me to vote for him in the second election I ever voted. That was the last Democrat I ever voted for and I plead youth as the reason.
I agree that what is called "the 60's" started sometime in '66 and went through the early '70. All coinciding with Vietnam.
One of your best of 2007, and you've had some good ones. The pic alone, which I've seen many times, is worth the price of admission...but with your personal touch/memoir it comes 3-D alive.
Me, I was changing two sets of diapers and working a zillion hours a day while you and the Clintons were drugging and frolicking in the hay back in '67 and beyond....for me the 60s began and ended quite quickly, when reality bit with very sharp teeth.
I was 21 years old in the summer of 1971, and lving in Berkeley. I also spent time at Stanford between 1968 and 1972. Absolutely every middle class student in either of those places in those years was (at the very least) smoking grass, as we called it, at least four nights a week. The only exceptions were the hopelessly square and a few of the dedicated Maoists (a large brigade in both places) who spent several nights a week in "criticism/self criticism" sessions and read the little Red book quite seriously. Those people smoked pot once or twice a week. Every couple of months, most middle class students "tripped." It was just standard operating procedure.
Although I am a lifelong Republican and I was a Berkeley NROTC scholarship student student in the '72-73 school year...that picture of Bill Clinton with the poofy hairdo and Hillary and the faux colonial building in the background ccould not have been taken anywhere in Berkeley anytime circa 1972...
3 words: "guilt by association".
Give me a break - I've had dozens of friends who have done drugs (hard and soft) in my life, I was there when they were doing them, and I managed to abstain. I can't imagine I'm the only example of a person who was in, but not of, the drug culture.
As a onetime NROTC student at Cal in 1972-73, who volunteered (never volunteer!) for a shift sponsoring a recruiting table for off-campus USMC recruiters *in* Sproul Plaza, and who subsequently joined a frat for the rest of the 70's, this man speaketh the truth....
Someone nailed it with Barack playing the shiteface card. Shoebomber did likewise leaving scrounged cigarette butts and liquor bottles to make the police think he was a heathen drunkard smoker. He laid his "cover" well...reformed stoner who found Marx and Ayers and soaking the rich. He and Ayers appropriated the legacy of Million$ and decided to parlay the stake into politics with the Chicago Political Machine. He became famous for his love of abortion, which decimated the ranks of whitey, three years later, Barry is a "no-good Senator" who runs for higher office more than working for his people. Now, Barry doesn't emulate Karl Marx, Barry IS Karl Marx, shifting America into high gear Socialism. The State owns the banks, the means of livelyhood with millions of gov't jobs and the people dependent on gov't for remnants of healthcare and shards of freedom from tyranny.
Yes, leaving your weed trial twenty years behind gets you off the hook. If you were such a stoner that messed your head into believing in global warming when Europe has lost 100s of people to freezing and America has Ohio frozen into Amish or Unibomber Heaven without power or modern day communications and it is ignored...then YOU have mentally paid the price.
Then again if you are a rabid hypocrit in a mansion with a $700 electricity bill, have an Ecology Houseboat on a Tennessee lake using $300 worth of fossil fuel daily just tooling around in the lake...then that's CRIMINALITY against humanity and Mother Earth. Then Macho Alpha Man shamelessly changes his demented dogma into Climate Change...gimme million$,mugus!