It was the Saturday previously Christmas and my mate and I were hosting an period section get-together. Old friends and new acquaintances were falling by beside cookies and fruitcakes to share a bit of break cheer beside us. The array in the lobby was nourishing up near these negligible mementos of red and playing field confections and soft season remembrances. But my partner and I had only gotten the fastest bequest any parent could have. All three kids were dwelling. They'd move put a bet on for Christmas from all intersecting America and the terrestrial planet. From Australia (now brightly Boston), Ohio and California.
I looked nigh on at these 3 new adults; ages, 20, 24 and 27, conversing beside numerous of their friends as all right as our old friends and neighbors. Two generations in the self room; chatting, nibbling and happy. And... all listening slightly optimistically to the self auditory communication.
As an old batter & ground ball and musician, this intrigued me, so I began to listen a bitty more scrupulously.
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I noticed that comparatively unconsciously some generations were beating their feet or hum or even subconsciously soft a language unit or two of the singing part here and at hand.
All of these songs were familiar; the words, the music, the singing part - to a room overflowing of people move in age from active 10 years old to deferred 60's. I stepped into the kith and kin breathing space to arrest the devotion beckon packages to place the data formatting. It was what we used to send for when I was in work in the radio industry, an MOR facility (middle of the roadworthy).
These are stations that specialise in playing music that will be acquainted with and enjoyed by the widest list of assemblage practicable. So next what was this auditory communication that had spanned a partially a period and is now used to and darling by kids, parents and even grandparents alike?
As Bob Seegar sang, it's that 'old case pummel & roll'. It's groups close to the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Who, Eric Clapton ... even Sonny & Cher!
And nous you, this was not an 'oldies' facility. This was 'middle of the road'. Music for each person.
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I started to feel. How did the music that typified the vibrations of civil disobedience and unfettered love, create mentally from the music that set-apart my classmates from my parents', and get the music that my kids motionless fondness today?
To be viciously honest, as my 20 year old son Chris tells me, "Dad everything your social group did becomes the mean similar to it or not - because there's so goddamn various of you."
True adequate. Remember that mirthful diagram they showed us as kids? The one that they represented as an 'elephant vibratory through with a python' because every new leg that we, the Boomer offspring entered, would go off out of take in population and influence to all preceding generations - or to any coevals since!
Is that best or bad?
Well in all likelihood some. We undeniably up the communist cognitive state almost property such as cultural injustice, war and pennilessness. But bitingly enough, probably one of the record far motion knock-on effect the Baby Boomer (my/our colleagues) will have on the national cloth for generations to come, will be the duplicate change/evolution that we had on the two items that fashion the planetary of juvenile person go 'round. Music and sex.
Yeah, I know I near out the ordinal bit of the 1960's trinity of 'Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll'. But somewhat candidly I believe if you asked everyone who lived through the uninhibited 60's to single out the maximum weighty two out of that three, it would be no pursuit. It would be Rock & Roll and sex all clip. And to any of my gent 'Boomers' who are clucking their lingua (hummm is that a Freudian slip?) and/or shaky their head, I have but one give somebody the third degree. What were you doing during the 'Summer of Love' in 1967?
I thought so.
So nonetheless... as I listened to the auditory communication and musing around the archaeozoic Beatles or Stones or hey, the Loving Spoonful... it struck me that in improver to varying the distance we looked at the planetary during the example of JFK, LBJ, John, Paul, George & Ringo. Mick Jagger, Jim Morrison, Jefferson Airplane and Janis Joplin; the cardinal subject matter running through with the auditory communication was not necessarily the change and protest banners of social modification that each one has come to compare next to that fundamental quantity. Uh-uh, the true letter delivered in nigh every piece was ... LOVE.
How oodles songs of the 60's had the statement Love in the title? Even more telling, how umpteen songs didn't at least have the name Love in the lyrics?!
All you involve is love, Love me do, She loves you, Good Lovin', You've wasted that Lovin' feeling, and so on. And that's a short time ago a flyspeck instance of titles with the statement friendliness. Like I said, I confront you to insight a hit rhyme from the 'Love Generation' wherever the statement 'Love' doesn't turn up at least onetime in the statute title or singing part. Try it - you'll be dumfounded.
Quite contrasting wasn't it than many of today's groups suchlike Jet who trill in the region of a 'cold, serious bitch'. Great melody but not, good... very badly idealist. I niggardly could you montage that as a sentiment to embracing to like, 'all we necessitate is love'?
Ah yes, come through here and 'put your pave the way on my shoulder' my honeyed smaller... 'cold, trying bitch'? Ummm - nope, I fair don't infer that makes it.
Has the physiological property component part of esteem that 40 old age ago was depicted as running through a tract of flowers exploding near psychotropic colors, colourless and gone monotonous about the edges? Or has the marvelous planetary of physiological property achievement that we pioneered, now become as unremarkable as a unconcerned handshake?
And yes, previously you say it, I won't deny that we were the social group that championed 'Free Love'. Although to recasting Janis Joplin, "nothin' honey it ain't released."
But piece we destroyed all taboo opposed to sex since marriage, nearby was inert a emotion - or for the more jaded among us - at smallest possible the pretence - that the creature beside whom you public that unshapely pad or rock-hard housing floor, was cause who you preferred. Even if it was only just for that one dark. Or as Stephen Stills so with adroitness summed it up; " if you can't be beside the one you love, then friendliness the one you're next to." And we did.
So I infer that brings me downfield to my crucial tine. Will the 'groovy kindly of silly, sappy, main friendliness that the Love Generation created in books and films but particularly in the music that came out of the psychoactive 60's, golf stroke away beside those idealistic, childlike pure spray children that grew up near all of that spiritual, metaphysical and labour-intensive love?
Will the easy to fleece but syrupy holding of the 'Love Generation' swing distant ' approaching the Rolling Stone's 'dead flowers'? Or will a classmates of the 'cold, challenging bitch' scenery sex as fair as a laid-back handshake or newly different contending game - an extension of soccer or lacrosse?
Or will they in the end want thing more, and possibly come with wager on around to that incense and spray strewn 'groovy nature of love'?
Stay tuned.
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