Old memories of back in the day :P

No,my dear,I did not speak to her. This happened almost thirty six year's ago;and the event only lasted maybe 20 seconds. So,you'll have to forgive me,if I no longer remember the exact type and color of the clothing she was wearing. But,I do recall the clothing was brightly colored and,she was wearing several different kinds of beads in different colors.

Your welcome my friend. I also enjoy Robins guitar work very much. I find his style to be very similar to Jimmi Hendrix's. Except Robins delivery was smoother in my opinion. I was lucky enough to see him in concert several times in the mid to late 70s. I Especially enjoyed his "Bridge of Sighs" album from 1974. Life is so unforgiving bridge of sighs...

 

Hey Scratcho. Your trip about Hawaii bought back a not-so-good memory. I had a friend who was in Maui about the same time, had to be 66-68. He went there to avoid the draft and lived in the jungle with some friends. He took acid and decided he was god or something and flew (he thought) out of a three story window, through a tree and broke his neck. He lived but was a quadraplegic. I met him when he was in a hospital and we ended up living together for a while. He was a great guy and got me interested in all sorts of stuff that expanded my mind and opened new worlds to me. We eventually went our own ways, he became a junkie and I could not handle that. There were more good times than bad and the people that passed through that time are always in my memory.

Sorry if I 'm being a bummer, but you gotta take the bad with the good. This forum is one of the few places I feel I can unload and people who have been there understand.

"What a Drag it is Getting Old"​

 

Here at Germany we didn't call us 'Hippies' because this term was used by the corporate media, we called us 'Freaks'. Most of us didn't have the money, to go to SF or visit Woodstock, but as soon, as the musical industrie found out, that there was a market for this 'Underground Music', we could buy the records as soon, as they were published in the US, U.K. or elsewhere and all this great bands even did promotion tours to our little country. My hometown Munich was even a station on the route to/from Kabul, Kathmandu or elswhere in Asia. Yes, you could take all your money, enter your car or the Magic Bus and travel overland. With all this influences from near the whole world and even our home grown cults, rites and sounds, it was a great time to get 'Psychedelic Experienced'. At the same time there were big student riots in Old Europe from 1968/69 with huge Anti-Vietnam demonstrations, giving personally to me, together with a growing consciousness about that, what the Nazis did to the world some 20 years ago, a personal point of view about the importance of living and spreading 'Love, Peace and Happiness'. One of the students from Paris, Daniel Cohn-Bendit is today Spokesman of the United Greens in the European Parliament, one of his friends from Germany is Joschka Fischer, our Foreign Minister. I saw them both in the 80ies in an Austrian talk show, which was really boaring and while one the conservative guests was refering, you could hear in the off saying one to the other, 'Good thing, that we smoked something before'.

Source: Gerhard Seyfried

 

When I lived at EPP we could hop a freight train into the closest town, Island Pond.

It was about a 20 minute ride.
The train would stop at the Canadian border and we would wait on the U.S side for it to start up and would run along side and grab the ladder on the side of a car, pull ourselves up and on top of the cars there was a grid running down the
center you could sit or lay on and tuck your legs under.

We would take our back packs and hop the train about 9 in the morning, spend the day in town,buy what we could carry and then hop the 5 PM train back.

One day me and another girl got on the train at the small station in Island pond, it only stopped there for about 5 minutes, as soon as it started pulling out we would have to scramble to make sure we got on it, couldn't be late, anyway we got on and climbed up and got situated, laid back so no one in town would notice us and the train suddenly stopped, I about shit, I thought maybe someone had seen us and we's gonna get busted.
The train started backing up and I started shaking, it backed till it was in front of the station and I looked at the station and there at a small window on the second floor was a man staring at me, man I was scared, and just then the biggest smile overtook his face and he WAVED.....Oh the relief, the train pulled out again, and we made it back...
I loved those train rides.
teepi