I am 22 then
Roz, my second cousin, a social worker boss
Old school leftist
Her husband at home has gone deranged
And calls me 'hippie'
She matronizes him
Treats him as the child he's now
There's nothing I can say that changes anything
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What a great photo. A good take on the passage of time - we thought we were all so hip (and we were); now those images seem both nostalgic and alien.
ReplyDeleteChris,
ReplyDeleteYeah. You'll remember the album cover, the album, the time, the right tone they set for a moment.
Nostalgic, alien, and -- well, what was thought 'revolutionary' turned out to be weak tea, only irritating to wake up big, reactionary giants.
(Sorry it turned out that way).
Trulyfool
So many hippies either became 'suits' or still languish in that time frame... waiting. Either way, much is lost.
ReplyDeleteCher,
ReplyDeleteI think I noticed a C,S,and N reference very recently on your blog, which probably catalyzed this.
'Hippiedom' carried a fey doom around itself from the start. The Joni Mitchell "Woodstock", when I listen to it now, isn't at all joyous, but wistfully hopeful -- and by implication naive. (Have I said that already?)
I'm not sure whether it's me or 'The Gen', but by contrast to earlier American history, our time is one of pessimism.
Trulyfool