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What's It Like To Be A Hippie In The South? I was the nerdy girl with my head into the footnotes of an album insert, reading lyrics, studying the value of said musician or their work. It came easily with my parents being hippies who owned a hippie store, better known as a head shop, and had a vinyl collection of a couple thousand LP's. It was no wonder I became a music geek with my sights on the industry as a possible career. My earliest memory was standing on their hearth, with a round brush in hand, singing to various albums that were staples in their playlists. My father had a beatnik jazz and blues influence from New Orleans. My mother had all her rock mixed with a smathering of classic country from her youth. They even explored bluegrass and bossa nova. To say my tastes are wide and vast, is an understatement Someone recently said they never met someone who had been raised by real hippies, and that it was cool. I just knew I was different than all the other southern peers that looked upon me as a side show. I had seen too much to really be naïve and pure apple pie American. As hard as I tried, I would never relate to those who were brought up with Andy Griffith as their role model. It's funny how being before your time never gets you major points until later. All that aside, I realize that my parents will undoubtedly remain the coolest people I ever met. " Growing Up Hippie Playlist Helpless - Crosby Stills, Nash, & Young Woodstock - Joni Mitchell Girl From Ipanema - Astrud Gilberto Down By The River - Neil Young Sexy Sadie - The Beatles The Lemon Song - Led Zeppelin This Masquerade - George Benson Little Girl Blue - Janis Joplin Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Pink Floyd The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys - Traffic I'm Losing You - Faces I've Seen All Good People - YES Blue In Green - Miles Davis Trouble - Cat Stevens Samba Pa Ti - Carlos Santana Bell Bottom Blues - Derek and the Dominoes Mr. Tambourine Man - The Byrds Enjoy... |
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Peace out
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yes peace out
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Nice play list. Good memories are invoked from them
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lovely
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11/23/2021 6:33 am |
I have fond memories, peace...
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11/23/2021 6:35 am |
nice playlist
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Mr. Tambourine Man - The Byrds This has always been one of my favorites. Mine too .... That was many moons ago. Make Women Female Again
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Oldies But Goodies!!!
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Squeeze me, babe, 'till the juice runs down my leg
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11/23/2021 7:28 am |
When I think of nostalgia I usually pictured things before 1960. Lately it is now things before 1970 or thereabout. Time does fly. I love what you wrote. I love the photo and I like the list. I had hippie friends growing up in the 1960s but they morphed into something else and that's when they disappeared. The true hippie friends I had went to college and I never saw them again. There were many pseudo hippies in college. They talked like hippies and wore their hair like hippies but that was it. I loved the changes we saw in the 1960s. It was real. It was genuine. As we moved into the 1970s things slowly changed again, but there was no central theme. There was no identifying characteristic. Things in the 1970s seemed more self centered. Somewhere in the 1970s things really changed and it is a decade I find hard to embrace. PEACE.
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Girl From Ipanema.......I loved hearing that song at the local jazz club here in FL.
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Look at that, converted bus and all. Great pic!
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I'll bet that your mom is a real cool cookie. Peace out and Happy Thanksgiving. Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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Ba-Bee-Cakes, I've spent a lot of time with Vietnam vet's, one for your list is John Prine - Sam Stone A lot of memories buried in those songs.
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That’s a rich and joyful shot from the outside- I can only imagine how it rings for you. Your dad looks like a cooler and better-looking Mandy Patinkin (at least from that angle). It feels good to be able to steal a moment after all this time to wander words and music. Thank you, as always, for sharing. I hope you and those close have been healthy, happy and well.
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