Where is the good old America?

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 3:28 pm

Let me hear about the good old America? I'm sure there are many old stories about growing up in the United States of America, in 1960s and 1970s. :-6

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:19 pm

The 70's were the best years of my life? I met my husband in the early 70's we married in 76. Life was about going out with friends, parties, weddings, fast cars. Young and on the run, the very best years. Miss those days dearly... :-1

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:24 pm

So did I. I wore flowers in my hair and sang all day and night about Love, make love Not War. When the Vietnam War started, our world started to change.....

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:49 pm

capt_buzzard wrote: So did I. I wore flowers in my hair and sang all day and night about Love, make love Not War. When the Vietnam War started, our world started to change.....
"when you're going to san francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair" :guitarist

wonder how many of you will be singing that song right now??

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:53 pm

If i could turn back time, thats where i would want to be. Yes everything was about love, peace, music...more love...eat..music on & on. Everyone loved everyone, piece was everywhere. Make Love not War. :-6 Anticipation.

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 5:29 pm

abbey wrote: "when you're going to san francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair" :guitarist

wonder how many of you will be singing that song right now?? I often play it. Brings back many good memories. :wah:

koan · Post by **koan** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 10:08 pm

I was born in 1970. You guys used up all our free love.

CARLA · Post by **CARLA** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 10:49 pm

:-6 I'm a product of the 50's and 60's, born 1947..!!

THEY WERE THE BEST OF TIMES..!!

Just a free, easy time in this country. We just about did anything we wanted... and I mean anything. SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK & ROLL.. :guitarist

I'm a native of San Diego California.. so we had the life, sun, fun, surf, parties, flower power..!! I had the best childhood I could imagine. Life was easy.

The schools were good, the traffic wasn't and issue, and we had the coolest cars every built. Mustangs, Camaro, Woodies, T-Birds, Corvettes, GTO'S, Chargers, VW's, Harley's(motorcycles), 57 Chevy's, Nash Ramblers...I could go on, and on.

I remember my high school years and being nothing but fun...!! College was great as well, protest, rallies, marches... then SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK & ROLL..

We took risk then that young people today couldn't even imaging doing. Now that I look back at those times, I'm amazed I'm alive..

The I started my career during the REAGAN YEARS.. That was a pretty rich time for the US. I remember getting raises that aren't even heard of these days.. AHHH!! THOSE WERE THE GOOD OL DAYS..

Lon · Post by **Lon** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 11:32 pm

capt_buzzard wrote: Let me hear about the good old America? I'm sure there are many old stories about growing up in the United States of America, in 1960s and 1970s. :-6
How about the 40's Capn? After all, I'm an old fart.

Growing up as a kid not old enough for WW 2 was an exciting time. Packages came monthly from my sister's husband who was fortunate enough to survive going from North Africa, Sicily, up the Italian Penninsula, France & finally the push to Berlin. He was an Infrantryman and would send Flags, coins, bayonets, and other souveniers of war.

December 7th 1941 I was at a Sunday High School Championship Game in Paterson, New Jersey with my dad, cousin (who was in the Navy) when the announcer came on and said that the U.S. had been attacked by the Japanese. My cousin reported in to the Brooklyn Navy Yard, where he was stationed, and it was four years before I saw him again, afte he had survived two torpedoed ships, one in the North Atlantic by a German sub, and later in the South Pacific, by a Japanese sub. I was the only kid in my Cub Scout Pack in 1942 that had a complete uniform, sent to me by this same cousin. He had somehow obtained it in Iceland.

We school kids even got to wear plastic dog tags in New Jersey, with our names and blood type. We collected pots & pans, aluminum foil, bacon grease, and rolled bandages at the local Red Cross Center. My family was visited by the F.B.I in 1944. They had a envelope with my sisters address on it and her husbands APO address in Europe. On the envelope was a swastika with a brief note (printed in a kid's hand) about meeting the U Boat On the Hudson River. Though it was obviously written by a kid (me), the F.B.I. was concerned about German subs and followed all leads. These were fun times for a kid. 10 years later my turn came with the Korean War, and it wasn't fun.

Post by **kensloft** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 11:40 pm

abbey wrote: "when you're going to san francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair" :guitarist

wonder how many of you will be singing that song right now??

Still do. It's written by a Canadian. Having been there and lived in it, there are nothing but good memories of the people sharing what they had. A handle on what it felt like to be free. Too bad the CIA and the Mafia poured so much heroin into the scene. Sort of disrupted it.

Nonetheless, everybody split and went back home where they created their own little San Fransiscos. I'd hate to think of what the world would look like today were it not for these people.

If you're interested in finding out what some of them are doing today go to

"http://www.well.com/user/cjfish/60sbands.htm" Unfortunately for Bush et al they aren't dead. The spirit moves on towards the end.

Post by **kensloft** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 11:47 pm

koan wrote: I was born in 1970. You guys used up all our free love.

Thanks for your unassuming free wit.

Post by **kensloft** » Wed Jan 19, 2005 11:50 pm

koan wrote: I was born in 1970. You guys used up all our free love.

Thanks for your unassuming free wit. :-4

libertine · Post by **libertine** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 12:28 am

[QUOTE=Lon]How about the 40's Capn? After all, I'm an old fart.

I'm not quite as old as you..I started school in 1945, but I remember saving tin foil and string and using ration stamps. Then after the surrenders, sending boxes to the DPs (displaced persons) We sent them from school with pencils, crayons, tooth paste and soap in them. For kids in camps. It was a strange time to be a kid, but I have to admit there has not been a time like it since.

So I was a teenager in the 50s...what a ball...we were the Vanguard of all the 'fun stuff' that came after.I watch the kids today and agonize for them. They'll never be as free as we were to make our own mistakes, or as happy as we were making them!! Sex, drugs, and rock and roll seemed like the sixties were playing catch up. We in the fifties didn't have to work so hard at it. And we survived more or less intact.

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 2:26 am

[QUOTE=kensloft]Still do. It's written by a Canadian. Having been there and lived in it, there are nothing but good memories of the people sharing what they had. A handle on what it felt like to be free. Too bad the CIA and the Mafia poured so much heroin into the scene. Sort of disrupted it.

Nonetheless, everybody split and went back home where they created their own little San Fransiscos. I'd hate to think of what the world would look like today were it not for these people.

If you're interested in finding out what some of them are doing today go to

http://www.well.com/user/cjfish/60sbandsm.ht

Tried it but it took me to an Islam website!!!...Sorry

My mistake just went back & had another look, going to join so that i can have a good look round.

weeder · Post by **weeder** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:37 am

I am lost in the 70s still. What an unbelievably wonderful time. Everyone felt joined together.It seemed there was always some cause to fight for. And like everyone has said... It seemed like it was all taking place to music. The world seemed like a friendlier place. My friends graduated and many of them left to see Europe.People were fascinated with life in the country,forming communes, cooperative gardening... One of my favorites.. Canned Heat. Goin out to the country...Goin out to the country..have to get away......... Neighbors knew neighbors..There were opportunities for employment with great money.

There were like these groups of people...Hippies....easy going. Love and peace, smoke some pot.. see the world on a dime.. worn dungarees,unmaterialistic..

pacifists.enthralled with Eatern religions,meditation.. Love each other,if you wan to people. Greasers.. (Just like the characters in Grease) Lack leather jackets.cars, slicked back hair.Tough guys.. tough girls. Black eye liner.. And the collegiates.. Pretty, polite,manners, sophisticated, smart. We all seemed to like each other.. High School was great. Dances on Saturday night. Teachers (some)

who loved their jobs and tried to relate to us..... I could go on and on..I miss it still

I dont know how things changed.. Hippies became yuppies.. Drug use spun out of controll.. Music got angry and ugly. Cost of living spiriled beyond what people were making.. It seems like the last thing I remember is "All we are saying.. is give peace a chance.." And then it was all gone. I wanted my children to grow up in times like those. I long for those years still.

Post by **kensloft** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 7:21 am

abbey wrote: [QUOTE=kensloft]

If you're interested in finding out what some of them are doing today go to

http://www.well.com/user/cjfish/60sbandsm.ht

Tried it but it took me to an Islam website!!!...Sorry

My mistake just went back & had another look, going to join so that i can have a good look round.

The last three letters are htm not the ht that you sent. I wound up at your Islam site also but when you add the m you get to where I pointed you to.

http://www.well.com/user/cjfish/60sbands.htm

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 12:39 pm

This Thread needs to STAY ALIVE, where is the good old America? :-6 Wake Up Maggie!

LottomagicZ4941 · Post by **LottomagicZ4941** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 12:44 pm

I remember when my mom took me to the park and the high school kids were listening to Led Zeplin and Nazareth. Did not know it was Zep and Nazareth yet.

When I asked what the smell of the pot they were smoking was we left. This bumbed me a bit as I was enjoying the music.

Should have kept my mouth shut.

These days the kids have to be more discrete in that park because the police station is now next to it.

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weeder · Post by **weeder** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 1:06 pm

The movie Forest Gump, I think gives a nice portrayal of the 7Os

Canned Heat.... On the Road Again

John Mayall

Edgar Winters White Trash

Jethro Tull

Dates.. People went on regular dates. Nerve wracking... But nice.

s

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 1:16 pm

Good guys, and like i mentioned in an earlier post don't know if you noticed...there was piece everywhere? There was Peace and Piece? Love was in the air! Bell Bottoms, Long Hair, hair, hair everywhere, long beautiful hair! Bob Dylan, The Who, Tull was good too! I like that 70's show, you see the clothing and home furnishings and all that time in that show? The kitchen colors? I want to be young again. I do.

Post by **kensloft** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:08 pm

Love that 70's show. You know that the actors do too. Their portrayals are magnificent and usually bang on.

God bless them for bringing and keeping reality back into vogue. That goes for the writers and all the people that combine to make the show what it is. Definitive and still full of the quest for freedom.

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:11 pm

koan wrote: I was born in 1970. You guys used up all our free love.
:wah: I'm listening to Scott McKenzie, singing San Francisco :guitarist

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:14 pm

kensloft wrote: Love that 70's show. You know that the actors do too. Their portrayals are magnificent and usually bang on.

God bless them for bringing and keeping reality back into vogue. That goes for the writers and all the people that combine to make the show what it is. Definitive and still full of the quest for freedom.
Yup. They won't be doing 1990/2000 Shows.

Give me Hair, Greese, Westside Story +

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:16 pm

Lon wrote: How about the 40's Capn? After all, I'm an old fart.

Growing up as a kid not old enough for WW 2 was an exciting time. Packages came monthly from my sister's husband who was fortunate enough to survive going from North Africa, Sicily, up the Italian Penninsula, France & finally the push to Berlin. He was an Infrantryman and would send Flags, coins, bayonets, and other souveniers of war.

December 7th 1941 I was at a Sunday High School Championship Game in Paterson, New Jersey with my dad, cousin (who was in the Navy) when the announcer came on and said that the U.S. had been attacked by the Japanese. My cousin reported in to the Brooklyn Navy Yard, where he was stationed, and it was four years before I saw him again, afte he had survived two torpedoed ships, one in the North Atlantic by a German sub, and later in the South Pacific, by a Japanese sub. I was the only kid in my Cub Scout Pack in 1942 that had a complete uniform, sent to me by this same cousin. He had somehow obtained it in Iceland.

We school kids even got to wear plastic dog tags in New Jersey, with our names and blood type. We collected pots & pans, aluminum foil, bacon grease, and rolled bandages at the local Red Cross Center. My family was visited by the F.B.I in 1944. They had a envelope with my sisters address on it and her husbands APO address in Europe. On the envelope was a swastika with a brief note (printed in a kid's hand) about meeting the U Boat On the Hudson River. Though it was obviously written by a kid (me), the F.B.I. was concerned about German subs and followed all leads. These were fun times for a kid. 10 years later my turn came with the Korean War, and it wasn't fun. No Probs. Give it your all. Let us hear more. :-6

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 3:18 pm

libertine wrote: [QUOTE=Lon]How about the 40's Capn? After all, I'm an old fart.

I'm not quite as old as you..I started school in 1945, but I remember saving tin foil and string and using ration stamps. Then after the surrenders, sending boxes to the DPs (displaced persons) We sent them from school with pencils, crayons, tooth paste and soap in them. For kids in camps. It was a strange time to be a kid, but I have to admit there has not been a time like it since.

So I was a teenager in the 50s...what a ball...we were the Vanguard of all the 'fun stuff' that came after.I watch the kids today and agonize for them. They'll never be as free as we were to make our own mistakes, or as happy as we were making them!! Sex, drugs, and rock and roll seemed like the sixties were playing catch up. We in the fifties didn't have to work so hard at it. And we survived more or less intact.

Hey, I'm the Old fart round here, born just after WW11. 1947, and it was a very good year. :wah:

Post by **kensloft** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 4:03 pm

Lon wrote: How about the 40's Capn? After all, I'm an old fart.

I am waiting with bated breath for more of your age's stories. What you did made us into who we are and I am thankful for it. Keep them stories coming.

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 4:44 pm

pixiechic2000 wrote: Thought you all might enjoy reading these.....this will take you back in time.

http://www.thestatenislandboys.com/U_th ... /index.htm Thank you Pixie. You are a :-6

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:03 pm

pixiechic2000 wrote: Thought you all might enjoy reading these.....this will take you back in time.

http://www.thestatenislandboys.com/U_th ... /index.htm
Aaahh....... :yh_sigh took me back to laying on the grass with my best friend in the whole wide world giggling & watching the clouds roll by :yh_sigh

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:24 pm

abbey wrote: Aaahh....... :yh_sigh took me back to laying on the grass with my best friend in the whole wide world giggling & watching the clouds roll by :yh_sigh

Dream-Weaver, everyone had a puff of grass and then napped in the grass! i have one very special friend from way back then.....i will love forever!

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:34 pm

Then it was The Beatles, she loves you yeah, yeah yeah. Yellow Submarine, A Hard Day's Night.........

The who,

Brian Poole,

Billy Fury

Frank Ifield

Del Shannon

Russ Conway

The Rolling Stones,

David Essex,

Dusty Springfield,

LuLu

Cilla Black

Matt Monroe

:guitarist

The Shadows

+ many more

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:42 pm

capt_buzzard wrote: Then it was The Beatles, she loves you yeah, yeah yeah. Yellow Submarine, A Hard Day's Night.........

The who,

Brian Poole,

Billy Fury

Frank Ifield

Del Shannon

Russ Conway

The Rolling Stones,

David Essex,

Dusty Springfield,

LuLu

Cilla Black

Matt Monroe

:guitarist

The Shadows

+ many more
The Beachboys, went to see them last year in Liverpool had a great time, really took me back. :guitarist

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:44 pm

You know i earlier posted and cleared my choices: Welcome to Hotel California....Money....Pinball Wizard...Jesus is Comin...Bad Leroy Brown...Born In The USA...YMCA...Bo-Jangles...Bo-Jangles...America....oh they were good...Jet Plane..Peter,Paul, Mary...Grey Goose..Joy To The World! (3 dog nite)... :-5

Post by **kensloft** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 6:43 pm

pixiechic2000 wrote: Thought you all might enjoy reading these.....this will take you back in time.

http://www.thestatenislandboys.com/U_th ... /index.htm

Awesome! Thanks for the memories getting refitted.

weeder · Post by **weeder** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 6:51 pm

Grazin in the grass.. Can you dig it?

Post by **kensloft** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 6:54 pm

Paula wrote: You know i earlier posted and cleared my choices: Welcome to Hotel California....Money....Pinball Wizard...Jesus is Comin...Bad Leroy Brown...Born In The USA...YMCA...Bo-Jangles...Bo-Jangles...America....oh they were good...Jet Plane..Peter,Paul, Mary...Grey Goose..Joy To The World! (3 dog nite)... :-5

I've paid my dues time after time

I've done my sentence, but committed no crime

And bad mistakes, I've made a few

I've had my share of sand kicked in my face

But I've come through

And we mean to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions my friends

And we'll keep on fighting till the end

We are the champions, we are the champions

No time for losers, coz we are the champions of the world

I've taken my bows and my curtain calls

You brought me fame and fortune

And everything that goes with it - I thank you all

But it's been no bed of roses, no pleasure cruise

I consider it a challenge before the whole human race

And I ain't gonna lose

And we mean to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions my friends

And we'll keep on fighting till the end

We are the champions, we are the champions

No time for losers, coz we are the champions of the world

We are the champions - my friends

And we'll keep on fighting till the end

We are the champions, we are the champions

No time for losers, coz we are the champions

Lyrics reproduced by kind permission of Queen Music Ltd. and EMI Music Publishing Ltd.

kensloft

valerie · Post by **valerie** » Thu Jan 20, 2005 8:32 pm

Wow that site really took me back... telephone numbers with word prefixes

mine was WABASH. My aunt and uncle had IVANHOE.

Jeff Foxworthy does a great bit on those paddle ball toys you used to get,

my mom would always paddle us with those. Dad used his belt.

My friends and I used to play cops and robbers on our horses... we'd fill

up a gunnysack with hay and that would be the "loot"... the robbers would

take off with the loot for a head start and then we'd follow...

When I was first driving, you could get gas at the cheap places for 25

cents a gallon, and the really expensive Shell station was 29 cents a

gallon!

Paula · Post by **Paula** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 7:25 am

pixiechic2000 wrote: I remember watching Nickolodean station on TV with my daughter when she was in school. They showed reruns of all the old sitcoms like: I Dream of Jeanie, The Beverly Hillbillies, Bonanza, Mary Tyler Moore, Gilligans Island, That Girl, Green Acres, Bewitched, Petty Coat Junction, Lost in Space, Here Come the Brides, Daniel Boone. They don't make shows like that anymore. Remember The Monkeys and Sir Graves Ghastly???? One of my fav's was Little House on the Prairie.

I wish life were that simple again, but it will never be the same. :-1

Thank God for reruns!

Little House on The Prairie...oh my god...memories...

A Karenina · Post by **A Karenina** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:36 am

I get it now....you guys are the people my parents warned me about!

I was born in 1965, lived in a small rural town in the deep South. We didn't do a lot of rolling about in the grass, free love, and drugs. In fact, I thought Bob Dylan was singing about the Biblical punishment for an adulteress when he sang Everybody Must Get Stoned. Seriously!

Nahhhh, we were too busy working like dogs to turn the economy around, and fighting those nasty Yankees over Civil Rights.

My personal childhood memories are awesome, for the most part.

Lots of things for a kid to do in the country.

But....I don't think things have changed very much. College students are more conservative right now (trends), but we still have the same arguments, the same struggles, the same joys that our parents had. I think instead we- as individuals- have changed, lost our innocence or something along those lines.

Why am I feeling like I've rained on this parade?

Post by **kensloft** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 1:37 pm

karenina wrote: Why am I feeling like I've rained on this parade?

Well, we are the bad people that your parents warned you about. We worked at our jobs. Raised our own children and warned them about the bad people that were out there that would try to blame them for the troubles of the world and economy.

If there was one joke that emanated throughout the culture it was that the people that usually laid blame on us did so out of ignorance and fear of the unknown. Your parents, obviously, did a good job on you. I am not slagging your parents in the least. They believed what they were told by those that they believed would never lead them astray.

The battlefields of Viet Nam are filled with people from both sides that believed that their leaders wouldn't lead them astray. We were about free choice. Freedom from want. Freedom for all people no matter what the colour of the skin. Freedom to move around without having to fight because we were different. Freedom to befriend those that were in need. Freedom to set our sights on the things that people said would never come to pass. Freedom to search and build a better world for ourselves and our children. Freedom not to condemn people that thought that they had the abillity to rain on our parade. Free love, contrary to popular belief, did not mean only sex, drugs and Rock and Roll.

The times gave us the ability to play out, in real life, the mores that were imbued into our beings through the shows that we watched or books that we read. Leave it to Beaver, Andy Griffith, Gunsmoke, Mad Magazine are but a small number that went into making us who we were.

Opie turned into Ron Howard who gave, and is still giving, us insights into the world into which we were born. It gave us the Furry Freak Brothers that helped us to laugh at our fears and make those that tried to repress us take a second look at what it was that they were doing, as opposed to what they thought they were doing.

Rain on our parade? No. When it rained in Woodstock people just took their clothes off and felt the raindrops for what they were... cleansing, relieving and full of natural goodness. Maybe someday you will throw off the shackles that bind you to who you think you are and become you. A loving, caring person that sees beyond what people tell you is the world around you.

If anything I thank you for reminding me that there is still a long way to go, but it is that much less because we know that, eventually, you will see in the light that shines on this world, that there is always room for improvement and betterment.

weeder · Post by **weeder** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 1:45 pm

Paula wrote: Little House on The Prairie...oh my god...memories...
Good night John Boy....... Da.a.da.da.da.da..dadadadadadaaaaaaaaaa..dadadada

da..................dadadadadadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 2:40 pm

weeder wrote: Good night John Boy....... Da.a.da.da.da.da..dadadadadadaaaaaaaaaa..dadadada

da..................dadadadadadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Yeah I loved them too. Highway to Heaven was another one from that production team.

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 2:43 pm

Paula wrote: You know i earlier posted and cleared my choices: Welcome to Hotel California....Money....Pinball Wizard...Jesus is Comin...Bad Leroy Brown...Born In The USA...YMCA...Bo-Jangles...Bo-Jangles...America....oh they were good...Jet Plane..Peter,Paul, Mary...Grey Goose..Joy To The World! (3 dog nite)... :-5 and the capenters, Don Mclean and American Pie, Simon & Garfunkel WOW.

Post by **kensloft** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 3:58 pm

capt_buzzard wrote: and the capenters, Don Mclean and American Pie, Simon & Garfunkel WOW.

Buffalo Springfield. Janis Joplin. Jefferson Airplane. Grateful Dead. Country Joe and the Fish. Otis Redding. The Righteous Brothers. Martha and the Vandellas. The Box Tops. Bobby Vinton. Paul Anka. B.B. King. Eric Burdon and the Animals. Manfred Mann. The Supremes. Buddy Guy. James Brown. The Guess Who. Steppenwolfe. Ricky Nelson. Ritchey Valens. Elvis. Buddy Holly.

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 4:12 pm

kensloft wrote: Buffalo Springfield. Janis Joplin. Jefferson Airplane. Grateful Dead. Country Joe and the Fish. Otis Redding. The Righteous Brothers. Martha and the Vandellas. The Box Tops. Bobby Vinton. Paul Anka. B.B. King. Eric Burdon and the Animals. Manfred Mann. The Supremes. Buddy Guy. James Brown. The Guess Who. Steppenwolfe. Ricky Nelson. Ritchey Valens. Elvis. Buddy Holly. Yup. And ours were much better back then, than today's socalled music.

Not one week goes by when you hear 'Remember the 1960s/70s They will never die. :guitarist

Post by **kensloft** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 4:42 pm

capt_buzzard wrote: Yup. And ours were much better back then, than today's socalled music. :guitarist

This is about the 60' and 70's and 50's and 40's. I take exception to disparaging the new music that our children and younger siblings have gotten into as their sound.

Rap music. One of the first rappers was Janis Joplin. Listen to her.

Punk. Against the establishment and staus quo. Detailing and describing the world that was around them. Not the pretty pictures that some would like you tpo believe existed but the dirty reality that exists. And the way that they chose to beat it back.

Grunge and all the other new sounds are just fine. Your problem Cap'n is you have forgotten your dad and mom's wariness about that sinful Rock and Roll.

Heaven forbid that you are now your dad. :guitarist

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 4:45 pm

Robbie Williams 'Angel' Played here over and over again, and he is 1990s - 2004

A Karenina · Post by **A Karenina** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 7:23 pm

kensloft wrote: Well, we are the bad people that your parents warned you about. We worked at our jobs. Raised our own children and warned them about the bad people that were out there that would try to blame them for the troubles of the world and economy.

If there was one joke that emanated throughout the culture it was that the people that usually laid blame on us did so out of ignorance and fear of the unknown. Your parents, obviously, did a good job on you. I am not slagging your parents in the least. They believed what they were told by those that they believed would never lead them astray.Ken...wow! Please check my post again. You'll notice there is a "grin" emoticon next to the opening one-liner. That demonstrates that I am grinning as I type it.

If you search around a bit, you'll find some personal information on just who my parents were and what they tried to accomplish. Or you could just ask me...Or you could continue assuming. Your choice.

kensloft wrote: The battlefields of Viet Nam are filled with people from both sides that believed that their leaders wouldn't lead them astray. I would imagine, sir, that all battlefields have these kinds of souls in them.

kensloft wrote: We were about free choice. Freedom from want. Freedom for all people no matter what the colour of the skin. Freedom to move around without having to fight because we were different. Freedom to befriend those that were in need. Freedom to set our sights on the things that people said would never come to pass. Freedom to search and build a better world for ourselves and our children. Freedom not to condemn people that thought that they had the abillity to rain on our parade. Free love, contrary to popular belief, did not mean only sex, drugs and Rock and Roll.Free choice, I agree.

Freedom from want? What is that, precisely? Where do you draw the line between entitlement and responsibility?

Color of skin...agreed.

I'll skip the middle part, mostly because it would lead to long dissertations on our philosophical differences. We can do that later, if you're interested.

Here's my favorite part: Freedom not to condemn people that thought that they had the abillity to rain on our parade.

I just love that.

Coming from Toronto, you might not be familiar with my southern style of speech. I've been to Toronto several times; my sister has lived there since 1976. Very nice place, and the people are pleasant. But they don't use the same manners or phrases, so any confusion could be attributed to this.

We use manners a great deal. It's very important to us, and you can tell exactly how mad a southerner is by the use of their manners. Just a fun little sociology experiment that you can all try at home.

(another joke)

Everyone in the thread was having a great time talking about music, memories, etc...and then all I can think about was the long gas lines, the Iran Hostage Crisis, the Civil Rights movement, etc. So I commented as such while trying NOT to get into depressing political details.

AND, as a way of apology if it DID depress anyone, I added the "rain on the parade" comment.

kensloft wrote: Rain on our parade? No. When it rained in Woodstock people just took their clothes off and felt the raindrops for what they were... cleansing, relieving and full of natural goodness. Maybe someday you will throw off the shackles that bind you to who you think you are and become you. A loving, caring person that sees beyond what people tell you is the world around you.I am compelled to ask you what on earth you read in my post? Have you read anything else I've written, or did you jump in and judge from one flippant response?

kensloft wrote: If anything I thank you for reminding me that there is still a long way to go, but it is that much less because we know that, eventually, you will see in the light that shines on this world, that there is always room for improvement and betterment.Ah, well that clears it up. No, you've not read anything I've written.