Yesterday they announced that the tickets for the Glastonbury Festival for next year had sold out in half an hour, 200.000 tickets I think. Well this morning I came across Melanie in a forum. The era of flower people, hippies and Woodstock. Well I didn't go down that road, but Melanie's songs often filled the house. One of the reasons was that I became widowed around that time, and happiness was not on the agenda!
But looking at the above video, and don't look if nudity makes you embarrassed, I was struck by the silly happiness of these people. Yes I know drugs help ;) But it was a time of innocence before the internet and social media hit us. The time before people began to spill themselves everywhere, the time before the 'me, me, me' culture was born. Or did it spawn it? Must let the chickens out;)
The use of drugs to bring happiness never grabbed me. I do not understand how checking out helps one check in. Glad I missed that avenue.
ReplyDeleteMust admit I have never taken drugs either, the need to keep the mind straight and functioning has always seemed more important. But it was definitely a 'cult' time, there was an article in my Newstatesman yesterday about Manson and what a horrible little man he was.
DeleteMy best friend at grammar school got into maxi-skirts and beads but they just looked ridiculous on me!
ReplyDeletePersonally I wouldn't want to go somewhere where there were 199,999 other people!
;) yes you would be squashed to death, and those blue loos - yuck! Long maxi skirts were not for me either, being 5 feet, always looked like I was in my mother's clothes!
DeleteGosh, transported back in time a shade under 50 years - was it REALLY that long ago? I wasn't a hippy, though I did have one of those wonderful felt hats with a big brim and wore sequins on my face and I think my Earth Mother tendencies came into being in that time. I am not a festival person - having been to the 2nd ever Glasto and being the only not-stoned, not-drunk person there who didn't enjoy the music and watching naked people bonking in the mud!! Not to mention the lack of loo doors (long drop) which went for firewood that first night!
ReplyDeleteIt may have been a miserable time but a fabulous set of memories Jennie. There was a lot of that 'Earth Mother' thing around at the time, still is in the pagan world.
ReplyDeleteBoring mainly! I had a good book though :) I can remember a cooked breakfast (non vegan!) being served on a paper plate and as the woman poured the - luke warm - baked beans on the plate, it bent and channelled them down my sleeve!
DeleteActually I could have got in as well. As a member of the Green Party, but we had to help with the clearing up, we would also have to cook. Those loos haunt me, we had them at Castle Acre in Norfolk, two months of work drawing and also camping and then temporary loos - yuck.
DeleteWe tend to romanticize the past, but what remains in our head and heart is the music.
ReplyDeleteThat is so true, music can cheer us up of course. dancing round the kitchen to a favourite tune.
DeleteAll this was a bit after my time but had it not been I can't really see myself getting involved.
ReplyDeleteWell when I lived in Bath, the turmoil of Glastonbury always came up each year, as they slipped and slithered in the mud there, raided shops and left their rubbish in vast quantities on the fields.
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