Traipsing in a white mini through Gilbraltar, 1968.  

Lennon displays the marriage certificate.

What would 1968 Yoko wear?

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I know a lot of people who attended Proposition 8 protests last weekend. Time will tell how effective they were, but I think it would be helpful to remember what could or could not be accomplished by them.

No protests outside of California (and arguably, not even there) were going to undo the initiative there, and certainly not directly. It’s not like the legislature can renege a public initiative based on out-of-state rally turnout. The first goal of protesters, I think, should be to show solidarity with Californian activists and encourage them for what will be a prolonged fight. Events like Saturday’s protests increase connections, brainstorming, and a sense of community, and you can be sure new plans emerged from the day.

Secondly, U.S. protesters may have been flexing their numbers in each locality, reminding their lawmakers that the issue is not dead and (depending on the state) either discouraging lawmakers from passing similar initiatives or standing in defiance of initiatives that had already passed. A distant third possibility I can’t overlook is the gathering of information. Information is just as important for political movements as it is for marketers and militaries; if and when nationwide action is needed, Saturday provided an excellent dry run AND sizable contact lists.

Compare this with the Iraq War protests in 2002 and 2003; the threat of an invasion of Iraq triggered the largest international protest ever, with one European city alone surpassing 3 million in attendance. The cities with the highest attendance were those participating in the invasion coalition and many supporting nations have reduced their participation since - but none pulled out immediately after the protests. As for the US, despite several huge rallies in Washington and other major US cities, the protests did not seem to slow the march toward war.

A colleague of mine is of the opinion that the Vietnam War might have actually ended a little sooner if protests in that era had not been so fractious and antagonizing. He is a trainer of activists and has always stressed that when the goal is to be seen and convince a national audience that you have the moral high ground, your message must be simple and consistent and your messengers must be perfectly behaved.

Of course the most effective use of rallies and protests in US history came during the Civil Rights Era, but they did not come overnight. Marches during the 60’s were only the latest steps in a long, gradual climb dating back to Rosa Parks’ bus defiance in 1955. Direct actions from sit-ins and boycotts helped spark outrage because of the violence police often used against nonviolent protesters. Doing the right thing wasn’t enough reason for many Americans until they saw the consequences on their TVs. While it would be a bit much to say organizers wished for the violence, they did plan for it rather than planning around it. In contrast, violence and suppression at marches over the last ten years or so have been much more sporadic and less extreme.

In the 60’s, boycotts were very effective locally - but again, it didn’t happen overnight. The Montgomery Bus Boycott lasted just over twelve months - no small duration for a service many people counted upon daily.

With Prop 8, there is discussion of boycott as well, but so far nothing definitive. Individual merchants have been targeted, but the scope of corporate power has altered the landscape of business since the 60’s. While a handful of household names will stick their necks out to support progress, none will allow themselves to be caught opposing it.

So would you boycott a particular company, large or small, over the politics of its founder, even if those politics are not directly related to the business at hand? Here’s a nice, juicy, complicated example:

Although the extent of the support has at times been overstated, the founder and CEO of Curves International (one Gary Heavin, with some credit also given to his wife Diane) is an outspoken ally and financial supporter of pro-life organizations. Yet his company has provided a service, helping women to live healthier lives and even develop camaraderie along the way. Kind of sticky, isn’t it? Is he all evil? All good? Somewhere in-between?

OK, so most men are off the hook on the boycott question, because most of the gyms are women-only, but here’s a further complication to keep you involved: Curves is allied with General Mills to produce cereal bars and possibly other food products bearing the Curves name.

If you are a pro-choice voter, how would/does this color your business with Curves and/or General Mills?

It’s James Bond bringing a ruckus to the ladies (who instinctively fawn over him like he’s giving off pheromones or something), and delivering some terrible puns every time he dispatches a bad guy, and watching a gypsy belly dance set piece that’s just sexy runtime filler, and brawling with an Aryan’d-out Robert Shaw in a train car, and dueling with a biplane North By Northwest style, and cruelly playing with Ms. Moneypenny’s libido, and going to the ends of the earth with pretty Russian double-agent with a heart of gold for some typewriter or something.  AND it features - and I make absolutely no exaggeration here - the full orchestral arrangement of the famous James Bond theme…as Sean Connery walks into his hotel room and picks up the telephone.

And other than the Sean Connery-less first 15 minutes that just had some baddies talking about Mother Russia and stupidly incomprehensible plans for world domination and politics and other outdated Cold War shit, it was all AWESOME.

8.5/10

Consumers are frustrated about the discrepancy in gas prices between Des Moines and Cedar Rapids according to today’s Page 1 Gazette story.

Wouldn’t it be great to bring back the 20^th century gas wars.? One station would lower its prices by a penny or two and soon most others would follow suit. Then one station would drop its prices another penny and the war was on.

In one instance, out-of-state gas companies with stations in Iowa began a war with impossibly low prices to try to shut out the competition. (A law suit was filed.)

This story ran in The Gazette Feb. 15, 1968:

C.R. Gas War

Appears Over,

Prices Rising

The gasoline price war which

saved drivers six cents or more

a gallon for the last two weeks

in Cedar Rapids appeared to be

ended Thursday.

Most stations with major

brands raised their prices

Wednesday night. Others

boosted prices Thursday morn-

ing.

One independent station

reported that it had not yet

raised prices, however.

Station owners reportedly had

agreed to return prices to

normal levels by 3 o’clock

Thursday afternoon.

Most major stations raised

prices to 34.9 cents per gallon

for regular grade gasoline and

38.9 cents for premium. During

the price war most had cut

prices to 28.9 for regular.

Julianne Pask, Children’s and Young Adult Learning Advisor, Christchurch City Libraries shares her memories of visiting the library.

The first time I remember going to “the big library in town” I had trouble deciding between “The Illustrated History of Fashion through the Ages” and “Das Kapital,” (in translation of course). I wasn’t sure if I was going to be a fashion designer or a revolutionary. The fashion book was Reference Only and Marx proved too difficult after a few paragraphs – so I ended up taking home a Trixie Belden mystery.  She was all the rage in the 70’s; but doesn’t seem to have stood the test of time very well.

And I haven’t become either of those lofty ideals. But of course it doesn’t matter. What mattered at the time was the excitement of the “big library.” It was very dark and lit with only the softest of lamps. It seemed so large and antiquated that it could house the secrets of the ages. All the furniture was hand crafted from solid wood and probably resides in only the best of antique dealers’ shops today.  And it was such a contrast from the Woolston Community library we usually frequented. That was just a little room at the front of the building. Like all adults who return to childhood haunts, I’ve returned there since and wondered how such an ordinary room could have seemed so charming once upon a time.

But of course the charm was not the room, but the books. Compared to the glossy computer generated graphic art of today, the books of yesteryear are dull cousins, but again it was not the packaging, but the content, that mattered.

Julianne Pask with her father

To remember the library is to conjure memories of my father. It was he who most enthusiastically encouraged my library habit. Not that my mother was discouraging, she loved books too, but reading was Dad’s most passionate endeavour.  He was born into the London Blitz. Like many inner city children, he and his brother were removed to the country for their safety. And like many other evacuees he found it to be a mixed blessing. When he decided, at 15 years old, he wanted to emigrate – alone – to a NZ high country station, the social worker assigned to his case remarked in her report that all his pocket money was spent on books. This habit continued once he was safely ensconced in the back blocks of Waiau and was fortunately passed onto me.

Despite his own lack of education - due to the disruption of the war - he read as much as any university student. The longest of labouring days still ended with a book and retirement found him working as President of the same Woolston Community library that we visited so frequently in my childhood.

At nearly 50, I have a literature degree, I have worked as a teacher of literature and now I am a learning advisor for the library. Just before my father died I asked him to write in my favourite fairy tale book. He’d given it to me, but never dedicated it. He wrote: To Julianne, Love from Dad.

He was a man of few words. Lucky for me he shared the words of others so readily. A gift for a lifetime.
It’s true that the sins of the fathers are visited down the generations; but the passions are also.

The Doors - “Strange Days” from Strange Days (1967)
The Doors - “People Are Strange” from Strange Days (1967)

I’m not sure how my fellow SWR-mates feel about The Doors, but I think they’re top-notch, as long as you can excuse Jim “Bozo Dionysus” Morrison’s poetic posturing. Morrison was a great singer, with a good sense of drama, a precise delivery, and a way with a holler, but as a wordsmith, the man often left something to be desired. Let’s not even think about “The End.”

But the songs! And the band! They wrote perfect little creepy pop ditties, immediate as a folk song, stuff that’d be at home on Broadway–unlike their contemporaries in Love or the Jefferson Airplane, they didn’t reach after odd baroque melodies, but wrote tunes so obvious you can’t believe you hadn’t known then already. And they played tighter and groovier than any other white rock group of the time, except for the Stones and the Stooges. And, to be perfectly honest, I like The Doors better than almost any other “psychedelic group,” including Pink Floyd or Love or even the Dead.

When The Music’s Over, Buy Some More

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Ooh-ooh-oop!

Findin’ a job tomorrow mornin’
Got a little somethin’ I wanna do
Gonna buy (gonna buy) somethin’ I could ride in
A-Take my girl (take my girl) datin’ at the drive-in
Our love’s gonna be written down in history
A-Just like Romeo and Juliet

I’m gonna buy her pretty presents
Just like the ones in a catalog
Gonna show (gonna show) how much I love
Let her know (let her know) one way or the other
Our love’s gonna be written down in history
A-Just like Romeo and Juliet

Ooh-ooh-oop!
Dooo, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doo-doop!

Just Like Romeo and Juliet
Just Like Romeo and Juliet
Just Like Romeo and Juliet
Just Like Romeo and Juliet

Talk about love and romance
Just wait ’til I get myself straight
I’m gonna put Romeo’s fame
Right smack-dab on a date

Ah, all right, now, I’m speculatin’
Wonder what tomorrow’s gonna really bring
If I don’t (if I don’t) find work tomorrow
It’s gonna be (gonna be) heartaches ‘n’ sorrow
Our love’s gonna be destroyed like a tragedy
Just like Romeo and Juliet

Ooh-ooh-oop!
Dooo, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doo-doop!

Just like Romeo and Juliet
A-Just like Romeo and Juliet
A-Just like Romeo and Juliet
(Just like Romeo and Juliet)
(Just like Romeo and Juliet)
(Just like Romeo and Juliet)
(Just like Romeo and Juliet)

Artist: The Reflections
Album: (Just Like) Romeo And Juliet
Release Date: 1964

The drop continues a decades-long decline that, despite having slowed in recent years, has brought the smoking rate below 20 percent for the first time since the government started keeping track in the 1960s.

Source:
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=96950224

Following on from my Bondsploitation post, I now present a collection of trailers from hippie-themed movies. First up is a total winner:

An American Hippie In Israel (Amos Sefer, 1972)

(for a high quality 179mb .mov version, go directly here)

AAHII is an obscure Israeli film which has not yet merited an Internet Movie Database entry. In fact, it seems almost too good (or rather too beautifully awful) to be true. Could this be a faked trailer a la Machete by Roberto Rodriguez? No, apparently it’s genuine and supposedly available from Grindhouse Releasing.

Next up…

More (Barbet Schroeder, 1969)

“The” Pink Floyd provided the soundtracks to two counter-cultural Barbet Schroeder films: this and La Vallée (1972; released on LP as Obscured By Clouds). More was shot on the island of Ibiza in the days before it became an overdeveloped tourist destination. Back when it was, like, pure, man. So anyone for LSD, sun-worship, and Mimsy Farmer?

Pink Floyd were pretty ubiquitous in the apocalyptic hippie movie soundtrack field. Listen here to Roger Waters’ trademark bloodcurdler:

Zabriskie Point (Michelangelo Antonioni, 1970)

And while we’re at it, something more honestly exploitative…

Psych-Out (Richard Rush, 1968)

These are the PLEASURE LOVERS! They’ll ask for a dime with hungry eyes…but they’ll give you love - for NOTHING!

Starring Jack Nicholson and Susan Strasberg.

Peace and love.

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Have You Seen The Stars Tonite

Have You Seen The Circus Tent Tonite

Quality Rock & Roll

Airplane style.

Welcome to the Jefferson Weekend of Rock:

How did the last few days go? I hope all is well. Being the weekend I wanted this flight to be special. It will be full of great sounds of yesteryear.

We fly back to Redding, California during May 5th of 1995

5/5/95

Jefferson Starship on stage with Marty Balin, Paul Kantner, and Jack Casady:

Papa John (Marty wrote this tune dedicated to the late Papa John Creach)

The Other Side Of This Life (A Fred Neil classic done here with a Jack Casady bass-solo!)

Enjoy. Got to go rock and roll.

Please spread the

word:

The new Jefferson Starship book “Have You Seen The Stars Tonite” has arrived!

Thanks as always!

Relax and have fun!

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE-

JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society-

Take Me To A Circus Tent

I look forward to hearing you later!

The book is Take Me To A Circus Tent (The Jefferson Airplane Flight Manual) W/93 photos, 32 interviews, 543 pages, and a myriad of 5 star reviews!

Please remember at any moment on an Aircast it can be a rare memory from the Jefferson Airplane, Jefferson Starship, KBC, Wooden Ships, Marty Balin, Paul Kantner to name several. Maybe another picture previously unseen from the Rock Tent Vault sees daylight from Herb Greene or Don Aters.

Please board the Weekend Rock Tent Jet here for great Jefferson sounds:

http://www.takemetoacircustent.net/media/JeffersonAirplaneTakeMeToACircusTentAircast64papajohnandasideofjack.mp3

Wishing you a great day,

craig

This email has done the rounds before, but I think it is spot on… so much so that I’m blogging it for those who haven’t seen it before. “Well done” to whoever first put it together - It’s a good ‘un!

TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1940’s, 50’s, 60’s and 70’s…

First, we survived being born to mothers who lived in houses made of asbestos. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat, tuna from a can

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds, KFC, Subway or Nandos.

Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn’t open on the weekends, somehow we didn’t starve to death!

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up frogs with.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because……

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY, No video/DVD films, No mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms…..

…..WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears!

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time…

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays,

We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Mum didn’t have to go to work to help dad make ends meet!

RUGBY and CRICKET had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn’t invent stupid names for their kids like ‘Kiora’ and ‘Blade’ and ‘Ridge’ and ‘Vanilla’

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

by Robyn Juola  (yes, me zelda)

MSW   LCSW

2008

Something made a sudden dawning in my mind this morning. It came on suddenly as I had a clarity about the parallels between individual social and psychological development and that of our American society.

For example, the 1950s: A time of childhood. When President Kennedy was assassinated no one believed it was a conspiracy. Never! No one could have wanted to harm him except a deluded sick individual. There was no sense of the suspicion that wracks so much of all of our political discourse today. The 1950s when roles were clearly defined as in the play of children. Mother’s were in the kitchen and fathers were at work. Everyone thought alike, loved their country, and there were no real boogy men except the communists. The naivete of that time is staggering to me, and I lived through it! Those who came after simply can have no understanding of how narrow the way of being was at that time.
Then President Kennedy was shot and the dawning of our adolescence began. Two months after President Kennedy was shot The Beatles came to the United States. I cannot help but think two things about this: that it was all destiny and perfect timing; and that if President Kennedy had not been assassinated that somehow this country and the world may not have been ready for The Beatles. Their entry upon the world stage was truly a destined part of the development of this nation. The beginnings were the innocent adolescence of crushes and record buying. Of dreaming of meeting “the ones”. This time went on and grew into something else…the turbulence of adolescence. Psychelic Beatles and psychedelic drugs. Woodstock. Peace, love, and rock and roll. Oh yes, and the sexual revolution.

In the span of a few short years we went from an idealized childhood into a crazy topsy turvy world that had in large part changed by the introduction of the birth control pill. Suddenly biology was not destiny. But this was a crazy trying on roles time. Women were thought to be more similar to men than thought. Women were assumed to want to sleep with everyone if only they were “liberated” enough to realize this. And thus women suffered under the interpretation by men of what it meant to be a free woman.

Eventually, we began to move……and move…..and move.  And the culmination is the election of the first black president of the United States. We have moved into adulthood. We have reached the mountain top of our cultural evolution. We stunned ourselves and we stunned the world as we accomplished this smashing blow to all stereotypes about ourselves with one giant move. Stunning in its rapidity, its power, and its significance.

We are now into our adulthood. An early adulthood, but adulthood none the less. A time for coming into our own individuality (read diversity) and the full power of a nation whose ideals the world has long admired. The Statue OF Liberty, Ellis Island, we made it. And we are, for one shining moment, a beautiful sight to behold.

We made it.

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JEFFERSON AIRPLANE- JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society- Take Me To A Circus Tent

Have You Seen The Stars Tonite

Have You Seen The Circus Tent Tonite

Quality Rock & Roll

Airplane style.

Welcome Jefferson Land Rockers:

Almost time for yourself as we fly toward the weekend.

Hope all is great!  You’ll enjoy the 2 for the price of zero on the Rock Tent Jet today.

Jefferson Starship 1995:

Crown Of Creation W/Barry Flast on the keyboards

Marty Balin/Slick Aguilar 2008 from Boston:

Miracles

Great rock sounds to heat up the month of November!  Enjoy.  got to go rock and roll.

Please spread the

word:

The new Jefferson Starship book “Have You Seen The Stars Tonite” has arrived!

Thanks as always!

Relax and have fun!

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE-

JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society-

Take Me To A Circus Tent

I look forward to hearing you later!

The book is Take Me To A Circus Tent (The Jefferson Airplane Flight Manual) W/93 photos, 32 interviews, 543 pages, and a myriad of 5 star reviews!

Please remember at any moment on an Aircast it can be a rare memory from the Jefferson Airplane, Jefferson Starship, KBC, Wooden Ships, Marty Balin, Paul Kantner to name several.  Maybe another picture previously unseen from the Rock Tent Vault sees daylight from Herb Greene or Don Aters.

Please board the Jefferson Jet here for great rock tunes:

http://www.takemetoacircustent.net/media/JeffersonAirplaneTakeMeToACircusTentAircast64thecrownisamiraclemb.mp3

Wishing you a great day,

craig

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Please spread the word the new Jefferson Starship book:

“HAVE YOU SEEN THE STARS TONITE” has landed.

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JEFFERSON AIRPLANE- JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society- Take Me To A Circus Tent

Have You Seen The Stars Tonite

Have You Seen The Circus Tent Tonite

Quality Rock & Roll

Airplane style.

Welcome Rock and Rollers:

Thanks for being part of our journey as we scan the globe for the Jefferson sounds of the past and present.  How are you?

In April of 2008 the Jefferson Starship landed in Connecticut, USA for some rock and roll fun.

We capture a couple of the moments for you:

Jefferson Starship-

Volunteers (A Jefferson Airplane classic sounding fresh when performed today)

Hyperdrive (Intense rock and roll from the Jefferson Starship)

Take a few moments and catch up with all the cool Jefferson updates of late.  We explored the Jefferson Airplane from 67 not too long ago and rocked out with the Jefferson Starship and KBC.  It’s all in free-flight.  Enjoy!  Got to go rock and roll.

Please spread the

word:

The new Jefferson Starship book “Have You Seen The Stars Tonite” has arrived!

Thanks as always!

Relax and have fun!

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE-

JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society-

Take Me To A Circus Tent

I look forward to hearing you later!

The book is Take Me To A Circus Tent (The Jefferson Airplane Flight Manual) W/93 photos, 32 interviews, 543 pages, and a myriad of 5 star reviews!

Please remember at any moment on an Aircast it can be a rare memory from the Jefferson Airplane, Jefferson Starship, KBC, Wooden Ships, Marty Balin, Paul Kantner to name several.  Maybe another picture previously unseen from the Rock Tent Vault sees daylight from Herb Greene or Don Aters.

Please board the Rock Jet this way for Jefferson sounds:

http://www.takemetoacircustent.net/media/JeffersonAirplaneTakeMeToACircusTentAircast64avoulunteerisnthyper.mp3

Wishing you a great day,

craig

Psychedelia was a combination of Art Nouveau sensibilities and a modern, if sometimes perverse colour palette. This style has now become so closely associated with the decade that when we see design work that may at one point have been influenced by the Art Nouveau movement, we only see psychedelia.

This new generation of designers were able to produce a genuine new decorative style that belonged solely to the 1960s.

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JEFFERSON AIRPLANE- JEFFERSON STARSHIP-

Great Society- Take Me To A Circus Tent

Have You Seen The Stars Tonite

Have You Seen The Circus Tent Tonite

Quality Rock & Roll

Airplane style.

Welcome to Airplane Hanger 1:

How did the weekend go? We have some great rock sounds of the past to make the coming week festive.

Climb aboard the flight.

It’s the Jefferson Airplane 1967:

It’s No Secret

Watch Her Ride

We then go to Huntington, New York 1995 for the Jefferson Starship:

Ireland (A Marty Balin tune)

Enjoy! Got to go rock and roll.

Please spread the

word:

The new Jefferson Starship book “Have You Seen The Stars Tonite” has arrived!

Thanks as always!

Relax and have fun!

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE-

JEFFERSON STARSHIP- Great Society-

Take Me To A Circus Tent

I look forward to hearing you later!

The book is Take Me To A Circus Tent (The Jefferson Airplane Flight Manual) W/93 photos, 32 interviews, 543 pages, and a myriad of 5 star reviews!

Please remember at any moment on an Aircast it can be a<