From another time…

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Do you ever feel nostalgic for a period of time you were never apart of?

Ever since I can remember I would fantasise about being a child (probably more towards a young adult) of the sixties, I would dream of being the first to hear the Beatles on a crappy little radio and screaming like a maniac at how amazing they were. I know what you’re thinking, “she’s lost her shit”. Hey, maybe I have; but either way there’s a tiny part of me that belongs back then. I know that life was harder in many ways for women in particular, but it was a time of substance, revolution and most importantly a time when technology did not rule the world; people would simply have to meet in person and have a one on one conversation without staring at their phone/iPad/laptop/whatever gadget they come up with next to keep entertained.

And then, there was the music….. The 60’s saw the evolution of Rock, where bands like the Yardbirds, Hermans Hermits, The Beatles and The Hollies produced sounds that were unheard of. Every time I hear “for your love” by the Yardbirds I still get chills and wonder what it’d be like to hear it for the first time it was ever played on the radio (I’m sure my mind would have exploded into confetti).  Then there’s the psychedelics by the likes of Jimi Hendrix, The Grateful dead, The Doors and of course the Who. Their LSD trips provided us with sounds so vivid it was like being high without the side effects (although I’m almost certain most peeps back then would have gone down acid lane whilst soaking in the sounds of the Jimi Hendrix Experience). Folk music brought forth modern day poets such as Bob Dylan, Joni Mitchell and Simon & Garfunkel with lyrics that painted a picture and really made you think. There were countless bands and artists that paved the way in the generation where the statement “Make Love, Not War” actually meant something and wasn’t just a sentence splashed across a t shirt and sold to a member of the hipster crowd.

I truly think we are lacking passion in this generation. There’s little sense of community. Everyone is out to get each other without moment’s hesitation. No one stops to smell the roses per say or listens to a song and thinks “wow, I wonder what they were thinking when they wrote that”. I guess what I’m trying to say is let’s get back to basics and enjoy the little things like they did back then. Maybe life might seem that little bit brighter; just something to think about….

Keep smiling, Peace


LGS xx




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