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donini

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Apr 17, 2013 - 01:42pm PT
Great stuff....keep it coming!
Elcapinyoazz

Social climber
Joshua Tree
Apr 17, 2013 - 01:43pm PT
I'm only 40, let me enjoy middle age first!
TMJesse

Mountain climber
Olympia, WA
Apr 17, 2013 - 02:11pm PT
Credit: Gift from A. Crowley
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 17, 2013 - 11:03pm PT
The Sons of Champlin is an American rock band, formed in the late 1960s and hailing from the San Francisco-Bay area. They are fronted by vocalist/keyboardist/guitarist Bill Champlin, who was also a member of the rock band Chicago.--the John Dill Network, aka Wikipedia

And that is all I know except you can get to Chi on $170 on Amtrak, according to my brother Tim.

Chico is considerable chi-per.

Sunset's not even in the ballpark.



Tower of Power without the blacks, if ya ask me, PIE. It's good stuff, though, and I'd still pay to see and hear them. We only had that one night on University, so I can't judge. You sonofachamp, you don't either remember that night! It coulda been Huey Lewis and you wouldn't have cared. We got crack-happy that night. Buildering drunk's not so hot when you wake up with ugly brick gobles...

I'm BS-ing. I've never seen Steve drunk except that day we kind of backed off Fairview and watched that skinny old fart TM come down after doing Lucky Streaks.

Throwpie is a solid and he ought to come on with some Sons of Champlin story soon.

The POINT, here, is that Chico closely resembles Merced, so much so, it's just spookily eerie, but

I was born in Redding, raised in a Catholic home.
Well'm I was delivered in Redding, ended up in old Merced.
Came down on the S. P. cuz Amtrak wasn't born.
I went around eighth grade, Jesus sticking in my head.

California is technically a desert, but it's man's hand on the land that's made the old sand come alive like a band in demand after having been panned; but the real gold has yet to be discovered.



zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Apr 17, 2013 - 11:12pm PT








zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Apr 17, 2013 - 11:31pm PT
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 17, 2013 - 11:39pm PT
An oversight, Guido.

Three climbers in search of SOMETHING!

They just gotta get it first!

Guido, Batso, Mort Hempel being boys.
Guido, Batso, Mort Hempel being boys.
Credit: Glenn "Eyeball" Denny

And who wanted Joe K? Los rinches!

Misspent youth.
Credit: mouse from merced
They never let it go, Joe.

zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Apr 17, 2013 - 11:42pm PT
Are you sure of the attribution on that photo. It looks strangely reminicent of this, which I think was staged. Frankie Avalon, Fabian and god knows who - their hair is perfect.

Credit: zBrown
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 17, 2013 - 11:43pm PT
Mea culpa!

"You had me at Dolt!"

Not my words, folks...

Hempel's a godly sort, anything's possible.
Captain...or Skully

climber
Apr 17, 2013 - 11:45pm PT
The Sixties are over. The Suits won. All else is speculation.
Get over it.
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 18, 2013 - 01:41am PT
Hmmmm.... nice stuff here. Especially the climbing stuff.

Sixties... I was just a boy. Remember my dad working for Bell Labs. Everyone had a pocket protector and a flat top or buzz cut. The engineers (proto-nerds in those days) would have picnics and make tiny kites out of Peanuts comics. They all seemed to have a thing for Lucy. Probably some Asbergerian thing, who knows. Ends up my dad was writing code for moon missions, but they had it so compartmentalized, he had no idea about what it was for... or DID he???? Where's my tin foil hat, dammit! There's my moon connection. I remember watching the landing on a grainy black and white at my grandparent's house on Cape Cod. Grandpa taking pictures of the screen with a Yashica.

My dad worked at the Clark University computer center in Massachusetts not long after that. My mom had her consciousness raised and got her driver's license finally at 29. Then went on to become the oldest full time undergrad at Clark (at the time). Hanging around all them college types got me in the front of a peace March when I was about 7. Went to bed for the next five years worrying about getting drafted and dying in the war (the war was always there for a boy of my age, why wouldn't it not go on until I was 18?).

My dad, had a friend, Gary, who took LSD and decided to fly off the top of the library. It was five stories high. Good thing is what one of those modern architecture styles. Lot's of things jutting out and he landed on a roof just one floor down. Just made the connection that this is the Robert Goddard Library. Father of USA rocketry! Rocket man indeed!

Went to an alternative school, based on the teachings of Maslow (the making of the curriculum is the curriculum). Very free form and open. Made sand candles for fundraisers. Things looked like cows' udders to me. Great teacher, Sue and her husband Paul (later to become hippie farmers in Oneonta New York) and John Knowles, a theater guy (not the novelist). Big influences who instilled a love of learning that never left. When the school failed and they had to leave (more for political than financial reasons), I was so very sad that they were leaving. John took me out for lunch and got me a hamburger. That was great! Wonder what happened to him?

We then moved to a small town (1,500) in western Massachusetts. Old New England country town. The phone installer (remember you had to have a guy come out to do this?) also doubled as the police chief. When my mom was chatting him up and found this out, she then very casually moved the box that had my parents' hookah in it to a more discreet place. Zoinks!

My parent's college friends would come over and they'd put us to be in the huge Victorian they bought that needed a lot of work. I'd sit at the top of the stairs and listen them. My dad would try to play his saxophone. They'd make this chocolate sauce for ice cream and call it "shit sauce". Only later did I learn the other meaning of "shit". My brothers and I, being silly boys, just thought that was a hilarious name, not knowing the other meaning.

I'd find guys tripping in our giant back yard, just lying there, staring at the sky.

And that's the news from Lake Ghost of Doobage Past, friends!

Eric
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 02:41am PT
Credit: mouse from merced

The suits never "Won" because they cheated, so it's a do-over. Yeah, the re-sixties. Pet re-rocks; pet resounds; pet peace, not war.

Credit: mouse from merced

Who are you channeling, man, like, Don Henley? :)

Credit: mouse from merced



Everybody's talking about Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism Ragism, Tagism, this-ism, that-ism Ism ism ism
All we are saying is give peace a chanceAll we are saying is give peace a chance
Everybody's talkin' 'bout ministers, sinistersBanisters and canisters, bishops and fishopsRabbis and pop eyes, bye bye, bye byes
All we are saying, is give peace a chanceAll we are saying, is give peace a chance
Let me tell you nowEverybody's talking about, revolutionEvolution, masturbation, flagellationRegulation, integrations, meditationsUnited Nations, congratulations
All we are saying is give peace a chanceAll we are saying is give peace a chance
Everybody's talking about, John and YokoTimmy Leary, Rosemary, Tommy smothersBobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper, Derek TaylorNorman Mailer, Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna, Hare Hare Krishna
All we are saying is give peace a chanceAll we are saying is give peace a chanceAll we are saying is give peace a chance







locker

Social climber
Some Rehab in Bolivia
Apr 18, 2013 - 02:43am PT


Credit: locker
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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 02:45am PT
Rocker Locker?
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 18, 2013 - 02:59am PT
Fukin priceless Locker!

Eric
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 03:05am PT
Where in hell's the H?  You forgot the H!  For the love o' God!  We're...
Where in hell's the H? You forgot the H! For the love o' God! We're gonna end up in a van down by the river ya keep this sh#t up!
Credit: mouse from merced
Capturing the spirit of the sixties today, Tenants Together held a chalk-in in front of the Tioga here.

I blame the University of California and outside agitation brought on by the Holy Light of California Higher Education that they can't spell well.

Credit: mouse from merced
Credit: mouse from merced
Credit: mouse from merced

Fiat luxury condominiums instead of roach-infested cribs like Middle Earth?

Credit: mouse from merced
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 18, 2013 - 03:10am PT
JL... he was the man. Beautifully imperfect. Capable of evolving and he did. The original full time dad (see David Sheff's timeless interview with him and Yoko in Playboy shortly before he died). The guy was ahead of his time. Bonus: runs through a zillion Beatle's songs and give the story and/or short opinions of them.

Suits. You can kill them with kindness. Do it all the time. Usually works. Good for the suit, good for you, good for the planet!

Eric
rockermike

Trad climber
Berkeley
Apr 18, 2013 - 03:35am PT
Can't have the 1960s without the Hare Krishnas....


Credit: wiki


and George Harrison's My Sweet Lord
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 03:41am PT
If Newhart worked for the Border Patrol...like in Chula or SD?

Sir, can I ask you to pull in over here where we may more easily harrass you?

Credit: mouse from merced
I am smiling, sir.

No, no, I'm not going to shoot you, sir, if you'll just put the camera away and pull over here, sir, we'll have alternate transportation available shortly.

Yes sir, I know where Manzanar is located.

No sir, my name is not Ginsberg. Is your name Ginsberg, sir?

No sir, I don't know what a do-over is.

I've only played golf with whites, so I wouldn't know.

No sir, I said I wasn't going to shoot you.

He will.

R.Mike, goodly number of thanks to you and Ed and all for provided entertainment and vibes.








mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 04:00am PT
We all paid our sixties dues, it sounds like.

Do-overs, dues, duets.

Gotta love the schmaltzy hipness here.
Dusty Springfield and the boys.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iukP1FXYcY

Mick and Paul and George and Ringo and what's his face.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IX5gPQGRKbI

Samuel & David Ginsberg?/You Don't Know
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fNR1pxBlRuE

Batso wouldn't have been fooled! He'd have drilled Catwoman on the spot, ALL NIGHT!

The duet is the second track, Rita and Johnny sing Chuck Berry.

Rita's an aerobics/Zumba/yoga instructor now. Actually, according to Wiki, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rita_Pavone

As for Johnny Hallyday, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johnny_Hallyday

Jan and Dean
Dean and Katie http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFSbfLf4r-M

Mimi and Joan
Montgomery and Damone http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkNHLpYyqaw

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