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Jagger69

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
i see your problem right away, it was the brown acid to be avoided :rofl:

Yes, you are correct if you are referring to the Woodstock situation. I mean come on....brown acid????

Personally, the kids I ran with stuck with the clear stuff....windowpane, etc. At least that's what they told me....

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I was a jock/surfer/hippie/rocker. Since I played sports in high school, surfed, smoked pot, and played drums in a band and listened to all different kinds of "rock" music (progressive, experimental, neo-psychedelia, alternative metal, oldies, etc.).

I'm still very much the same type of person. Just older and wiser.
 
All the hippies I knew took baths everyday. You're falling for the vicious smear campaign waged by the suits.

Really, now. In my time working in the entertainment industry, I've worked no fewer than 50 hippie- and wanna-be-hippie shows. From my own, personal experience, those people aren't too much into personal hygiene. On any given hippie show, if you stand out in the audience, you will smell a delicate blend of patchouli, stale pot, and skunk. That strongly suggests lack of soap. Also, hippie bands' members and road crews that follow the hippie lifestyle don't tend to smell too pretty, either. I regularly work with one of Ratdog's backline guys, Hippie Bill. He's a nice guy and everything, but he's usually quite ripe before 9 am.

One time I was working a Planet Drum/Rhythm Devils show and it was dinner time. I was sitting in catering, eating dinner, when Mickey Hart sat at the table next to mine, about 6 feet away from me. I actually had to go sit at another table because I couldn't stand the aforementioned blend of patchouli, pot, and skunk.

I'm not giving my opinion based on someone else's perspective, I'm giving my opinion based on my personal experiences. :2 cents:
 

Jagger69

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
Really, now. In my time working in the entertainment industry, I've worked no fewer than 50 hippie- and wanna-be-hippie shows. From my own, personal experience, those people aren't too much into personal hygiene. On any given hippie show, if you stand out in the audience, you will smell a delicate blend of patchouli, stale pot, and skunk. That strongly suggests lack of soap. Also, hippie bands' members and road crews that follow the hippie lifestyle don't tend to smell too pretty, either. I regularly work with one of Ratdog's backline guys, Hippie Bill. He's a nice guy and everything, but he's usually quite ripe before 9 am.

One time I was working a Planet Drum/Rhythm Devils show and it was dinner time. I was sitting in catering, eating dinner, when Mickey Hart sat at the table next to mine, about 6 feet away from me. I actually had to go sit at another table because I couldn't stand the aforementioned blend of patchouli, pot, and skunk.

I'm not giving my opinion based on someone else's perspective, I'm giving my opinion based on my personal experiences. :2 cents:

First off, none of the kids I ran with were in "Hippie" or "Hippie Wannabe" (whatver THAT is) shows. Didn't need any shows....we were everyday freaks, not pretend ones. And, yeah, there were some people who pretty much fit the description to which you refer. However, the era when there were really a lot of freaks and heads out there was way before your time (that's right, sonny! LOL) so I would argue that, except for Mickey Hart :eek:, you have probably never met a real "Hippie".....only the wannabes. Again, by far, most of the people I knew were just regular kids pursuing the "freak" lifestyle. Great times. Ironically, many of these same people are the ones who are now registered republicans who are sending your jobs overseas, bribing politicians for favors and driving 8 mile-per-gallon Hummers. Abbie Hoffman surely is spinning in his grave.

Of course, you are correct that your perspective is what creates your reality as far as who these people are or were so I appreciate learning about your experience. Being a relative old-timer here (high school and college in late 60s, early 70s....heart of the "Hippie" era), I have a totally different perspective. People who don't bathe and smell like a skunky mixture of Patchouli, pot and BO aren't hippies....they're scumballs. Always were, always will be.

Besides, no self-respecting true freak would ever refer to himself as "Hippie Bill". :rolleyes:

Good discussion. Interesting to see how different groups are perceived by different generations.

Your :2 cents: is well taken.
 
Yeah its all a generational thing.The Hippies are now all well into their 40s and most are older than that.I will admit I even kinda of revolted against the hippie thing in the mid 70s myself and turned punk and starting hanging out at CBGB's in NYC.The music was getting over produced to me and we wanted something a little more raw that would not put us to sleep like Led Zep's "Stairway to heaven" was doing lol.
 

Jagger69

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
Yeah its all a generational thing.The Hippies are now all well into their 40s and most are older than that.I will admit I even kinda of revolted against the hippie thing in the mid 70s myself and turned punk and starting hanging out at CBGB's in NYC.The music was getting over produced to me and we wanted something a little more raw that would not put us to sleep like Led Zep's "Stairway to heaven" was doing lol.

Yeah, same thing happened to me but instead of going punk, I went Outlaw Country (Willie, Waylon, Hank Jr, David Allan Coe, etc). I got totally disillusioned just about the time that disco hit the scene.
 
@Jagger

Sorry, I don't mean to be a pain in the ass, but there were a few things I wanted to address in your last post.
"Hippie Wannabe" (whatver THAT is)
Hippie wannabe is what many people that I work with who actually were hippies in the 60's and 70's call the "new generation" of hippies. These are the high school kids who think that being hippies only means disrespecting authority and smoking pot.

However, the era when there were really a lot of freaks and heads out there was way before your time (that's right, sonny! LOL)
I never claimed to have been around in the 60's or 70's, so I'm not saying that I had a first hand account of what it was like back then.

I would argue that, except for Mickey Hart :eek:, you have probably never met a real "Hippie".....only the wannabes.
I most certainly have met and interacted with real hippies! Before he retired, I used to work with Jefferson Airplane's original road guy/driver. I've been yelled at at least a few times by Robbie Taylor, who was the Grateful Dead's stage manager, because NOTHING happens on a stage if Robbie Taylor doesn't think of it first (that includes waiting 5 hours to open the truck because "the vibe ain't right."). I've worked with the Grateful Dead's monitor guy (and have even gone out with his daughter :D). I've had to carry Sound Tribe Sector 9's crystals that "gave their music its vibe". I've discussed the sounds of a certain pedal with the guitarist from String Cheese Incident. I've smoked pot with Carlos Santana. Them, and about 50 other people that I've worked with, were real hippies back in the 60's and 70's, most of them are from the Haight-Ashbury.

Ironically, many of these same people are the ones who are now registered republicans who are sending your jobs overseas, bribing politicians for favors and driving 8 mile-per-gallon Hummers.
You know what's ironic? The people who run the company formerly known as Bill Graham Presents, the company that launched such acts as Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, The Grateful Dead, Jefferson Airplane, and many others, into fame, were mostly hippies in the 60's and 70's, but today they are mostly corporate ass-kissers who have "Property of Live Nation" branded on their souls. Oh, Bill is rolling over in his grave!

People who don't bathe and smell like a skunky mixture of Patchouli, pot and BO aren't hippies....they're scumballs. Always were, always will be.
Agreed! That's pretty much all wannabe hippies are: scumballs.
Besides, no self-respecting true freak would ever refer to himself as "Hippie Bill". :rolleyes:
Exactly. "Hippie Bill" just calls himself by his name, Bill. "Hippie" is just what the crew started calling him based on his lifestyle. He'll respond to Hippie Bill just because people have been calling him that for years, but he doesn't introduce himself as Hippie Bill. And he also happens to be from the right time frame; he was born in the late 40's/early 50's, and grew up just outside the Haight-Ashbury district. ;)
 
"Purple Micro Dot" :bowdown: Wasn't that like . . .Hendrix Acid ?

Oh, so you knew Dr. Leary huh ?
Isn't that something . :tongue:


Your thinking Purple Haze which he sung about.:bowdown:
 
Im probably a rocker, although I wasnt aroung in the 60's when they had those Mod Vs Rocker fights on British beaches. I try to make up for it now by finding whoever I deem to be a Mod and then beating them to a pulp, or letting them beat me to a pulp.

I do have several assualt charges to my name now but its worth it just to keep the rocker name living on.

And I......eee.......I.......eeee........I....
Wil always love youuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!
 

Jagger69

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
@Jagger

Sorry, I don't mean to be a pain in the ass, but there were a few things I wanted to address in your last post.

I never claimed to have been around in the 60's or 70's, so I'm not saying that I had a first hand account of what it was like back then.

You're not being a pain in the ass. We're having a discussion.

That's the point I was making. To me, rock stars and members of their entourage weren't the real freaks and heads to which I refer. Just regular everyday kids in neighborhoods and towns all across the country. And, no, you weren't around then so you don't have that perspective. Perhaps if I was exposed to the same lot of "Hippie" folk that you have been, I might feel the same way. I wasn't, so I don't.

As it applies to scumballs, wannabe hippies have no corner on that market for sure.
 
You're not being a pain in the ass. We're having a discussion.

That's the point I was making. To me, rock stars and members of their entourage weren't the real freaks and heads to which I refer. Just regular everyday kids in neighborhoods and towns all across the country. And, no, you weren't around then so you don't have that perspective. Perhaps if I was exposed to the same lot of "Hippie" folk that you have been, I might feel the same way. I wasn't, so I don't.

As it applies to scumballs, wannabe hippies have no corner on that market for sure.

I think that being cataloged as a "hippie" probably depended on where you were from. Am I right? I mean, what was considered radical in, say, Des Moines, Iowa wasn't the same thing that was considered radical in Berkeley or San Francisco.
 

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I'm a bit too young and out of position to understand this - highlight
I Don't want to drag this most spirited thread into the doldrums, but since drugs were mentioned, it was the right time to bite !

What kind of condition would somebody have to be in to willingly accept an injection of heroin during the early 70's . . or hell, at anytime for that matter ?
Long story short - a relative of mine got hooked at the age of 17. A year or two later, after never coming home again, she eventually succumbed to the drug during the early 70's (O.D.) in the Haight Ash.

Did any of you guys personally know of anybody who fell for the needle ? Any revelation or guesses as to what state of mind they were in just prior to their initial "hit" ?
How about - Do you know of anybody who's made it out of the trap ?

30 + Years later, I continue to seek answers.


PM me with a brief if you feel so inclined

Thanks ~
 
Total nerd. Did you know that there's a club call "Junior Classical League"? Its a place for geeky teens studying Latin to compete against eachother about ancient Roman trivia. I still can't believe how much time I spent on that :anonymous
 
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