Larry-
Your descriptions of growing up in the 70s is very well depicted in Victoria Williams' (whose music I believe, though very, um, unique in style, would be appreciated by some on this thread) song "Summer of Drugs" -
The chorus:
We were
Too young to be hippies,
Missed out on the love,
Turned to our teens in the late '70s
in the summer of Drugs.
Perhaps not the most subtle lyrics, and purists may revile the straightforwardness of the style, I think it kind of catches what many of us felt-we were kids during this magical time, war protests, free love, Woodstock, marijuana and LSD. By the time '78 came around, Viet Nam was over, the sexual revolution was being ground to a halt by the spread of V.D., KISS and Aerosmith and Disco replaced the Woodstock crew, all that we dreamed about was gone,
except the drugs.
(actually, I am a couple of years later than that, but I saw my older siblings go through this time from my upstairs window, and emulated them in the mid 80's)
Check out Richard Linklater's film "Dazed and Confused". I think he caught a snapshot of an era in this rambling, wonderfully disjointed film. (Linklater is a great filmmaker- his movies are never typically Hollywood. Low budget, well written, character/conversation driven. And best of all, no special effects.)
Ah, Christine. It is good to be on this thread and ramble my little opinions, and not be concerned with perception. Theraputic, in a sense. |
