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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 18, 2013 - 07:01am PT
Fletcher
This is not the interview you were looking for...
Yoko was loco about John.
Yoko was loco about John.
Credit: mouse from merced
John was nuts about Loko Yoko.
John was nuts about Loko Yoko.
Credit: mouse from merced
I think God knows what he's doing, don't you?
I think God knows what he's doing, don't you?
Credit: mouse from merced
but it's the only one I have.

Let's talk about the 1860s.--George Burns
MisterE

Social climber
Apr 18, 2013 - 07:37am PT
donini

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Apr 18, 2013 - 10:26am PT
The sixties were tumultuous, culture changing and ultimately, incredibly naive. Love was going to engulf the world and free us of hate, racisim and war. I guess everyone was skipping history class.
It was kind of fun while it lasted.
TMJesse

Mountain climber
Olympia, WA
Apr 18, 2013 - 11:02am PT
Summer of 1967 I had a broken ankle from a soapbox derby accident and couldn't go swimming every day with my friends in Fancher Creek east of Fresno. Instead, I hung out along the banks where the AM Radio blasted out that summer's greatest hits. This one sticks out as the anthem of that summer:




"The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)"

See that girl, barefootin' along,
Whistlin' and singin', she's a carryin' on.
There's laughing in her eyes, dancing in her feet,
She's a neon-light diamond and she can live on the street.

Hey hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day.

Well everybody's dancin' in a ring around the sun
Nobody's finished, we ain't even begun.
So take off your shoes, child, and take off your hat.
Try on your wings and find our where it's at.

Hey hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day.

Take a vacation, fall out for a while,
Summer's comin' in, and it's goin' outa style.
Well lite up smokin' buddy, have yourself a ball.
Cause your mother's down in Memphis, won't be back 'till the fall.

Hey hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day.
Magic Ed

Trad climber
Nuevo Leon, Mexico
Apr 18, 2013 - 03:50pm PT
Late 60's! What a time to live in Boulder! One of the first people I met when I moved to Boulder in '67 was Jim Erickson who, upon learning that I'd climbed a couple of the Mexican volcanoes, promptly dragged me to Eldo for my first day of vertical rock climbing.

Kor, Dalke, Komito etc. had just retired so a small handful of us had that whole place to ourselves. We could go to Eldo on a Sunday and see more fishermen than climbers.

Gasoline was 29 cents a gallon, unless there was a gas war in which case it would drop to about 23 cents.

Summer of '68, during the Dem convention, I was stranded in Kingman, Arizona with a broken down VW van. Those were a tense few days in redneck Kingman.

I watched the moon landing back home in Mexico City on an old black and white tv with the sound off and "Anthem of the Sun" blasting on the record player.

Prolly the best book I've read about the 60's is Storming Heaven: LSD and the American Dream by Jay Stevens.
Gene

climber
Apr 18, 2013 - 04:05pm PT
The West Ridge - 1963
jogill

climber
Colorado
Apr 18, 2013 - 04:10pm PT
It was a time of extremes. The weekly death toll on NBC with Huntley & Brinkly, and stories of massacres and horrible reprisals (collecting human ears on necklaces, etc.) While young people were building communes away from society and striving for peaceful existences. [I think communes may come back in the not-distant future due to lack of retirment incomes among those who are early middle-age now]

My first wife and I enrolled our young daughter, Pam, in a school run by a sort of communal effort in Ft Collins, where freedom of expression was encouraged. It went well until one day a disturbed student, probably no more than 9 or 10, started throwing rocks against the building, breaking windows, and the teachers stood aside saying "let him express himself." We pulled Pam out at that point.

JEleazarian

Trad climber
Fresno CA
Apr 18, 2013 - 06:02pm PT
Garry's most definitely a character you should know about.

Charles Garry's brother lived in Fresno, and would occasionally stop by my law office to tell me stories about his famous brother. My favorite was how the Panthers chose him as their attorney. Time Magazine repeated the story, so it must be true. . .

Anyway, the Panthers were looking for a lawyer, and someone suggested Garry. When they interviewed him, they told him they wanted a lawyer as good as Perry Mason. Garry responded "I'm better than Perry Mason." Incredulous, they responded, "How can you be better than Perry Mason? He always wins!" To which Garry replied, "Yeah, but his clients are innocent."

John
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 19, 2013 - 03:01pm PT
We protest!

Your honor, I object!

Grounds, Mr. Garry?

On the grounds of insufficient knowledge of the sixties!

And the world shrugged and went about its business, no end in sight...

1962.
http://www.aynrand.org/site/PageServer?pagename=objectivism_intro

John Blues/A Short Fat Man, NOT!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22aKWGkHPGE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ss0I4pPHunU

mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 19, 2013 - 11:41pm PT
Old Skinflint Left a Legacy Standing Tall in the Peppers
July 26, 1988|CHARLES HILLINGER | Times Staff Writer

All those times that I've driven past the Fancher Monument here on the road to Planada, Mariposa, & Etcetera, I've thought it was a monument to a son of a large landowner, not to the actual BARON HIMSELF.
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSln=Fancher&GSst=6&GRid=36345096&

It varies from 66' to 68' tall. It may be haunted. It has a reputation for being the largest single concrete "event" memorializing one man. The granite maybe is from the Raymond/Knowles Quarry in Madera County.

TUTTLE, Calif. A 68-foot obelisk rising out of fields of tomatoes and bell peppers on a huge farm in this Central California hamlet is a mystery to hundreds of motorists who pass it every day.
The granite shaft stands on a massive concrete base containing 13 steps on each of four sides. Carved in the side of the obelisk are two decorative scrolls and the inscription: "George Hicks Fancher. Born New York State February 9, 1828. Died in California March 30, 1900."

Credit: GI
I remember sleeping next to it once hitching to Yosemite in '67.
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 20, 2013 - 02:15am PT
Gotta get Locker involved here so calling out this one:

Dusty Springfield and the boys.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iukP1FXYcY

You get Tom Jones and Andy Williams a couple of times, but the kicker at the end is ROBERT GOULET who was actually dead and reanimated for that performance with Dusty.

And yes, Batso would have totally drilled Catwoman.

Eric
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 20, 2013 - 02:20am PT
Here's a link to that "other" John & Yoko interview (from 1971 but not published until 1984):

http://www.beatlesinterviews.org/db1971.0905.beatles.html

George Burns in 1860's? He was still older then than we are now!

Eric
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 20, 2013 - 02:26am PT
I don't know how she did it (and she'd probably get arrested for it today), but that voice blew me away when I was all of five years old:



Then there were those Jersey Boyz from around the same time:



Frankie Valli was a nice addition to the later seasons of The Sopranos.

And one more for the Trifecta:



I have done this much free associating since... oh probably yesterday!

Eric
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 20, 2013 - 03:16am PT
OK, now I'm really outa here.... Ray told me so!



Eric
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2013 - 06:57am PT
From The Velvet Underground

Doug and Sally inside
They cookin' for the Down Pipe
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Aw just like Sister Ray said
Whip it on.


Rosie and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her sailor
Who's big and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Aw just like Sister Ray said
Lay it on him.


Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks it shoots it between three and four
He aims it at the sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Now don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way have you got a dollar
On no man I haven't got the time-time
Too busy sucking on a ding-dong
She's busy sucking on my ding-dong
Oh she does just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways
I said c-c-c-c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways
Ah do it do it just su-su-su-suck
That's ju-ju-just excellente
Oh!


Now who is that knocking
Who's knocking at my chamber door
Now could it be the police
They come and take me for a ride-ride
Oh but I haven't got the time-time
Hey hey hey she's busy sucking on my ding-dong
She's busy sucking on my ding-dong
Aw now do it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now just like
Oh just like
Ah just like
Ah just like
Oh just like
Oh just like.


Doug and Sally inside
Now move it along
Cookin' for the Down Pipe
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Do it do it do it do it do it do it
Who's licking off Pig Pen
I'm s-s-s-searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit is sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Just like
Oh just like
Do it do it do it
Just like
Just like
Just like.


Now Rosie and Miss Rayon
They busy waiting for her booster
She's just back from Carolina
She said she's bound to beat a sailor
I said she haven't got the time-time
You're busy sucking on my ding-dong
You busy sucking on my ding-dong
Now just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Whip it on me Jim
Whip it on me Jim
Whip it on me Jim
Whip it on me Jim
Said I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh do it now just like
Just like Sister Ray said.


I said now Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks it shoots it bang between three and four
He aims it at the sailor
He shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll hit the carpet
Don't you know you'll mess the carpet.


Oh she hasn't got the time-time
Busy sucking on his ding-dong
She's busy sucking on his ding-dong
Now just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
Couldn't hit it sideways
Couldn't hit it sideways
And just like
And just like
And just like
S-Sister Ray said
Now do it to him.


Doug and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the Down Pipe
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Busy licking off her Pig Pen
I'm busy searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Now just like
Now just like
I said ah-uh
Just like
Amph-ph-ph-ph-phetimine

Popular drug, speed. In all generations, not just the sixties.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2013 - 07:03am PT
From Canned Heat

This here's a song with a message
I want you to heed my warning

I wanna tell you all a story
About this chick I know
They call her "Amphetamine Annie"
She's always shovelling snow
I sat her down and told her
I told her crystal clear"
I don't mind you getting high
But there's one thing you should fear"

"Your mind might think its flying, baby
On those little pills
But you ought to know it's dying, 'cause
Speed kills"

But Annie kept on speeding
Her health was getting poor
She saw things in the window
She heard things at the door
Her mind was like a grinding mill
Her lips were cracked and sore
Her skin was turning yellow
I just couldn't take it no more

She thought her mind was flying
On those little pills
She didn't it was going down fast, 'cause
Speed kills

Well I sat her down and told her
I told her one more time
"The whole wide human race has taken
Far too much methedrine
"She said "I don't care what a Limey says
I've got to get it on
I'm not here to just see no man
Who come from across the pond

She wouldn't heed my warning
Lord, she wouldn't hear what I said
Now she's in the graveyard, and she's
Awfully dead

mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2013 - 07:19am PT
R Crumb self-portrait.
R Crumb self-portrait.
Credit: R Crumb
R Crumb self-portrait.
R Crumb self-portrait.
Credit: R Crumb
R Crumb self-portrait.
R Crumb self-portrait.
Credit: R Crumb

I know what you're thinking, Locker!
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2013 - 08:51am PT
There IS a history lobe in the brain.

It is stimulated by drinking.

Alcoholics are partly prisoners of their past.

Stoners, too.

Drugs are drugs.

Are you happy?

So don't freak out, just be mellow.

Fletcher's a good example of mellow.

Locket, you freak me out, but you own rights to the phrase.
It Can't Happen Beer!
It Can't Happen Beer!
Credit: Jaybro, Thanks, Bro
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=243813&tn=0
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2013 - 09:39am PT
"It was a time of extremes. The weekly death toll on NBC with Huntley & Brinkly, and stories of massacres and reprisals..."--Jogill

Yeah, but...

what time is not a time of extremes?

And furthermore...

what time is not immune to massacres and reprisals?

http://www.nbcnews.com/


FLASH!

Nose In an Hour on the Hour!
KNOS Taco Radio.
Five-five on your dial.
You Heard It Hear First!


BRINKLEY OUTLIVES HUNTLEY!

The much-laundered Age of Aquarius dawned with blood,
set into the fabric of our young lives with hot water,
rinsed in the myths of pop culture,
and set out on the line of our future past to dry into truth.

That old David outlived Chet is hardly breaking news.
But I loved the way he later shared his informed views.

"The one function that TV news performs very well
is that when there is no [now] news
we give it to you
with the same

(commercial break)
EMPHASIS
(commercial break)

as if there were."
--D.B.


KEEP SUPERTACO ROWDY, NOW

Mick Jagger used the word "now" frequently,
now, to emphasize as much as to fill in, now,
when he wrote lyrics, now,
as in The Rolling Stones Now!
You can't catch me.
What a Shame.
You're real down home, girl.
Like, y'know what I mean, now?
--Jelly Bean



We Used to Climb in Hobnail Boots --A Complaint as much as a Boast

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust

Down
I need a fix cos I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cos I'm going down

Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun

Happiness is a warm gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
When I hold you in my arms (Oo-oo oh yeah)
And I feel my finger on your trigger (Oo-oo oh yeah)
I know no one can do me no harm (Oo-oo oh yeah)
Because happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Well, don't you know happiness is a warm gun, mama? (Happiness is a warm gun, yeah)




edit: "At the same time," I yet hope that a change is gonna come.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vrn-kfrIN5Q






Ed Hartouni

Trad climber
Livermore, CA
Apr 20, 2013 - 01:00pm PT
1962 Port Huron Statement


1964 Free Speech Movement


1965 Vietnam Day protest at UCB


1966 Muhammad Ali refuses induction


1967 Spring Mobilization


1968 Democratic convention


1969 National Moratorium
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