tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post8359029461996387083..comments2024-03-27T02:51:33.336-07:00Comments on Finding Myself in Hoboken: Woodstock: What Was It Really?Mary Loishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-31150073593478000582011-08-16T07:41:57.372-07:002011-08-16T07:41:57.372-07:00I guess that's why we are a little nostalgic f...I guess that's why we are a little nostalgic for the 60s now. It all seems so innocent after what's happened since!Mary Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-17845108114626300402011-08-16T07:36:04.193-07:002011-08-16T07:36:04.193-07:00From one square to another:I lived in the Catskill...From one square to another:I lived in the Catskills for 2 years, left just before Woodstock, but for me the event was a blip on the evening news. I had one child, another on the way and I was a minister's wife. There was never a question about wishing I were there. I didn't like or understand the music. I grew to like Baez and her ilk, but it took a while. I lag behind cool several beats and always have. But it took a long time to understand that Woodstock had cultural implications. it was the beginning of trying to shock the establishment and it has given birth to new and more aggressive attempts to tell the older generations that they are screwing up the planet, and other such themes. It all seems very tame now since it is much harder to shock us in 2011. Kind of sad!Sonoita Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08481449295300812123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-5741158331673548132009-08-20T09:23:50.115-07:002009-08-20T09:23:50.115-07:00Nan, I confess: I always thought you and your blog...Nan, I confess: I always thought you and your blog represented the best of the hippies!<br /><br />Bless your heart!Mary Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-70198858707765808972009-08-20T08:35:46.662-07:002009-08-20T08:35:46.662-07:00You know, in terms of the women's hair - this ...You know, in terms of the women's hair - this was the time when it was finally, finally okay to not curl one's hair, or iron it. I had spent my years doing one or the other and suddenly, happily I began to wash it and leave it. Isn't it just amazing to think that this little tiny action was revolutionary? And I've never looked back. I've never done anything to my hair ever since except have it cut. No styling, no curling, no coloring, no straightening. And I've never plucked my eyebrows. I still feel like a radical when I look around at all the young girls who do such things. <br />I didn't go to Woodstock. Even at 21 years old, I didn't like camping. I liked my own bed. <br />I wonder what society and the news will make of the 40th anniversary of Altamont. How everything changed in a few short months. <br />The whole 'hippie' thing encompassed so much more than the way it is now portrayed in the media. Along with the hair thing I just told you; I became a life-long vegetarian, I live a simple country life, music is ever-present in my life, I am not 'stylish' or materialistic. I was a Kucinich supporter. And I drive a new Beetle. :<)Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-26638514999267639752009-08-20T02:28:05.257-07:002009-08-20T02:28:05.257-07:00I know it was 40 years ago ..and it was only a co...I know it was 40 years ago ..and it was only a concert...but I remember it well. I also remember JIMI HENDRIX. No, he did not cop out to Canada, or run and hide. He served proudly in the army with the 101st Airborne Division. His love of music brought him to Woodstock. He was the only one that played THE NATIONAL ANTHEM...his way of course...but he played it. Not all that attended Woodstock were cop outs. Jimi Hendrix was a fine artist and a great person.Hoboken Kidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-11956369106163506212009-08-19T15:25:08.790-07:002009-08-19T15:25:08.790-07:00I love the smell of curry! My parents once lived ...I love the smell of curry! My parents once lived in the Indian district of Murray Hill and the sweet smell of curry masked all the nasty city smells everytime we stepped outside the building!<br /><br />Bob does have a point, ML - most of my generation copped out and turned even more hawklike and conservative than the parents and politicians we were rebelling against. I've been told that we become more conservative as we age. I think I'm the exception to that rule, as are you.Miss Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11445610655585865837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-83377624273796782932009-08-19T13:06:57.911-07:002009-08-19T13:06:57.911-07:00The interview I referenced earlier was with a fell...The interview I referenced earlier was with a fellow named Greg Walter, who wrote a book about the event. On his Amazon.com authors blog, he writes "The last time I was there the place smelled like Calcutta."<br /><br />http://www.amazon.com/gp/blog/post/PLNK3EQ4BMOL0IYYC<br /><br />Regarding the curry smell, I've never been to India, but I understand it is a truly constant and pervasive aroma. However....I think maybe Mr. Walter was referencing a different kind of stench. You can listen to the 8/15 interview on Bob Edwards website.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00807012460779756615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-50219802569236000392009-08-19T07:08:57.341-07:002009-08-19T07:08:57.341-07:00That curry sure has a fragrance that permeates eve...That curry sure has a fragrance that permeates everything, doesn't it?Mary Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-83851143373661626152009-08-19T06:27:49.063-07:002009-08-19T06:27:49.063-07:00I heard an interview on NPR this past weekend wit...I heard an interview on NPR this past weekend with a fellow that was on the crew at Woodstock. Evidentally, the gentlemen had been to India before, describing the site as "smelling like Calcutta."Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00807012460779756615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-73537014344294911892009-08-16T20:06:06.714-07:002009-08-16T20:06:06.714-07:00For heaven's sake, Bob. It was just a couple o...For heaven's sake, Bob. It was just a couple of concerts 40 years ago. We can't blame those kids for all that followed.Mary Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-88320656828341044342009-08-16T20:04:22.408-07:002009-08-16T20:04:22.408-07:00WOODSTOCK remembered...the 1960s, a decade I would...WOODSTOCK remembered...the 1960s, a decade I would soon like to forget. Vietnam, Kent State...THE PROTESTERS. The only good thing was the MUSIC and smoking POT. Woodstock was a mass of confused college kids looking to make love not war but it is they now making war...and have been since 2001....WHEN WILL WE EVER LEARN?Hoboken Kidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-62911109421202654682009-08-14T17:40:42.011-07:002009-08-14T17:40:42.011-07:00There's a whole bunch of Catskills to cross to...There's a whole bunch of Catskills to cross to get from Woodstock to Bethel. It's an interesting drive, too, with tiny towns chock full of vacationing diamond and gold merchants and their families. When we made the pilgimage for the 15 year reunion in 1984 we were amazed by the folks playing tennis, rowing boats, riding bikes and walking in long wool coats and funny looking hats. We could only imagine their amazement in watching the endless stream of VW buses and long haired kids in August of 69. I'm glad I was being a good girl attending freshman orientation at the W but have always thought, "if only" . . .Miss Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11445610655585865837noreply@blogger.com