What are your most incredible memories of the 60's?

The funny thing is that Iron Eyes Cody was Sicillian. He did adopt native ways and spirituality though.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

"most incredible memories of the 60s?"

All of it, some incredibly bad, most incredibly good.
And Hippie chicks EVERYWHERE, and now they are gone.

The people we know, the friends, and the lovers,
The music, the enthusiastic spirit and feeling,
The fast cars and cheap gas.

The causes we fought for.
And we didn't occupy, & sit, & bitch, & tweet.
We marched, & demonstrated, & fought if necessary.
Some got arrested, some bloodied and hurt, and yes, some died.

And we made a difference with the War on Poverty,
In Human Rights, Civil Rights, Women's Rights, & Voter's Rights.
The Draft was changed, than stopped & so was the Vietnam War.

We didn't do it all by ourselves, and didn't do all we wanted.
But we cared, we stood up and made a difference...
A spirit that seems to be gone.

Peace,
poor_old_dad

 

Amen, brother. I couldn't have said it better. I don't know what will become of our earth in the future, but the way things are looking, I think I'm glad that I won't be here to see it!

:sunny:

 

@scratcho; that reminds me of the concert at Altamont Speedway, in Nov. 1969. There were, I think, two (2) "narcs", plainclothes, circulating through the crowd prior to the bands starting, and, incredibly, they actually tried to arrest someone for smoking weed out in the open! I was quite a distance away, but I could see what was happening, and someone stood up, and yelled out (and I am paraphrasing here) "hey, these two narcs are trying to bust a brother for smoking weed! Are we just going to stand around and let this happen?" Almost immediately, hundreds of people rose to their feet and began to close in around the narcs. The reasonably-intelligent law enforcement gentlemen took the subtle hint, and quickly left, empty-handed.
:bobby:

 

I remember the hippy clubs in London in the 60's most..
Going to these clubs are still some of my best memories.. They were fantastic places.. the old film footage of them doesn't manage to capture the magic atmostphere..

I was only 15 to 16 years old when these clubs were going on.. They never lasted long.. due to police harassment.. the police keep raiding the clubs because drugs were used openly inside.

I never took drugs at that time.. but I was caught up in a drugs raid one night.. at 4 am in the morning. The police burst in to The Electric Garden (Later to be renamed - Middle Earth) – (a club in a cellar in Covent Garden).. and searched people.. I was taken away with a lot of other kids for being under-age.. I was 15.

My mum had to come and get me from the police station the next day. I was wearing my granmother’s old fur coat.. a top ,hat.. and red velvet flares.. My mum wasn’t too pleased..J

Another club I went to was the UFO club.. It began in a cellar in the center of London. The Pink Floyd.. with Syd Barrett were the house band. My first visit to UFO was when it moved to the Roundhouse Chalk Farm. I turned up late in the evening.. paid 10shillings and got a stamp on the back of my hard that glowed under a black light..

When I went inside.. the building was a huge dome.. it was dark apart from the liquid light shows that were being projected all around the walls There was a rough wooden structure in the centre that housed the guys doing the light shows.. and the DJ.. it was Jeff Dexter that night.. with his long straight blond hair and granny glasses.. playing songs like Green Tamborine.. and Captain Beefheart's Drop-out Boogie.. Steve Miller Band's Sailor.. Fever Tree's.. the Man Who Paints the Pictures… all great music.. Dexter was a class DJ..

There was a strong smell of incense. People were sitting around on the floor or walking about in their colourful clothes. There were always a few people on LSD.. acting strangely.. There was never any fights of violence.

People were openly smoking joints inside the club. Then the band would come on.. The best band I ever saw there was the Soft Machine.. Kevin Ayers.. wearing eye liner.. He had a deep singing voice.. but looked effeminate. The band played songs like.. Why are We Sleeping.. and We Did it Again. Absolutely brilliant musicians.. and very loud.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rmTHpVVCg0&feature=bf_prev&list=UU9AZUBjYvXdGq2cnOTMwiXw

I also saw Pink Floyd with Syd Barrett at UFO one night. The club went on all night and finished at dawn..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3icDz86Merk&list=UU9AZUBjYvXdGq2cnOTMwiXw&index=1&feature=plpp_video

Then we would all make our way.. bleary eyed.. to Chalk Farm Underground Station.. go back to our bed-sits.. and get some sleep.

 

Wow!!

 

that dude still living, turnes out we were duped.....hes italian, not a drop of indian blood. great impact though

 

He's dead now. I just saw a great doc called "Reel Injuns" about the history of Native Americans in film and there was a section about him.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

In 1949, Jay Silverheels was cast as Tonto, beating out 35 other contenders for the coveted role on The Lone Ranger. He became the first real Indian to star in a television series.

He became famous playing a role that was really a clumsy portrayal of his own people.-

-yeah, Hooray for friggin Hollywood

I don't know how we got sidetracked in this thread- - but thought The Cody thing was interesting

 

I was still in high school in 1967 when Alan Ginsberg gave a reading at the local college gymnasium. The place was thick with pot smoke, of course. Afterwards people swarmed all over him, and one of the most popular girls at our school took a string of beads off her neck and held them up to him. He leaned over and said, very sweetly, "Thank you, but I already have some."

I also got to meet an assortment of iconic 60s musicians at one time or another, but I especially enjoyed that moment.

 

I remember the hippy clubs in London in the 60's most..
Going to these clubs are still some of my best memories.. They were fantastic places.. the old film footage of them doesn't manage to capture the magic atmostphere...

Sounds groovy! I remember some underground clubs in Germany in the early 70s that must have been somewhat like that. Nothing really like that where I grew up. We did have love-ins, though!

 

A zoology lecture in 69 or 70, David Suzuki was the guest lecturer-subject was cloning-I could barely get into my own lecture as it was crashed by so many people-he was a rock star

 

Sorry, who was David Suzuki?

 

David Suzuki, CC OBC (born March 24, 1936) is a Japanese-Canadian academic, science broadcaster and environmental activist. Suzuki earned a Ph.D in zoology from the University of Chicago in 1961, and was a professor in the genetics department at the University of British Columbia from 1963 until his retirement in 2001. Since the mid-1970s, Suzuki has been known for his TV and radio series and books about nature and the environment. He is best known as host of the popular and long-running CBC Television science magazine, The Nature of Things, seen in over forty nations. He is also well known for criticizing governments for their lack of action to protect the environment.

 

He was well known in our country, bit of a hippy professor type.