Nostalgia sesentera

Tras un largo paréntesis de más de un mes, interrumpido por viajes, intervención quirúrgica de un hermano y otros eventos, retomo el blog musical y lo hago con nostalgia sesentera incorporando algunos temas de los que suelo escuchar cuando la rutina se apodera de mi fantasía.

The Troggs, con su mayor éxito (Wild Thing), Dave Clark Five y su Glad all Over, Manfred Mann interpretando a Dylan con Mighty Quinn, el no bien conocido grupo australiano  Easybeats y su impactante Friday on my Mind........y por útlimo un grupo británico practicamente desconocido, Ivy League, cuya Tossing and Turning, me encanta.

Recuerdos de la época hippie

"...Solo nos queda el AMOR".

Me sumerjo en el mundo “hippie” , tiempos en los que creíamos poder cambiar el mundo, terminar con las guerras, las injusticias, las dictaduras etc y resulta que aquel lema “Haz el amor y no la guerra” se ha convertido, en boca de los que siguen gobernando el mundo, en “Tú sigue haciendo el amor, hasta que te “jarte”, pero déjame las guerras"

(The Tracker en Paris, hace un millón de años)

Dos personajes “Mc” que sólo tuvieron sendos éxitos. Scott Mc Kenzie con su “San Francisco”, con flores hasta en el DNI (¿Cuantas veces habré tocado a la guitarra este tema? y Barry Mc Guire con su alegato antibelicista “Eve of Destruction”

SAN FRANCISCO

If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there 

1 comentarios:

David Pardo dijo...

No me ha dejado ver el video dentro de tu blog, la escuche por Spotify, otra buena canción, tienes muy buen gusto musical! Abrazos!

2 de julio de 2010 10:54 

EVE OF DESTRUCTION

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy]

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin'
I'm sitting here just contemplatin'
I can't twist  the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.