Purple Haze – Jimi Hendrix Purple haze all in my brain Lately things just don't seem the same Actin' funny, but I don't know why 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky Purple haze all around Don't know if I'm comin' up or down Am I happy or in misery? Whatever it is that girl put a spell on me Purple haze all in my eyes Don't know if it's day or night You got me blowin', blowin' my mind Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time? The Counterculture Beats, Freaks and Hippies Origins in the 1950s The Beat generation – Literature, art, music Backlash to 1950s consensus – Rejection of mainstream values – Experimentation with Drugs Sex Eastern spirituality Allen Ginsberg Poet of the Beat Generation “Howl” an influential poem Openly acknowledged homosexuality “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix; Angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.” -- From Howl by Allen Ginsberg Jack Kerouac Often on the outskirts of mainstream Traveled the nation and chronicled experience of Beat Generation – On the Road Became Buddhist Bob Dylan America’s Storyteller Chronicled dissatisfaction with mainstream America Many songs rerecorded as hits for others The Times They are A Changing Come gather 'round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you Is worth savin' Then you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin' Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin'. For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin'. Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There's a battle outside And it is ragin'. It'll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin'. Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is Rapidly agin'. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a-changin'. The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The order is Rapidly fadin'. And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'. The Great Freak Forward Ken Kesey – One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest The Merry Pranksters Cross-Country doped up bus trip – Chronicled by Tom Wolfe Timothy Leary and LSD Harvard Professor – Thrown out Believed LSD or “Acid” would lead to higher consciousness “Tune In, Turn On, Drop Out” Birth of the Hippies Hippie: from “hip” Youth movement Rejection of mainstream – Do no harm – Drop out, Just Be Janis Joplin Moved from Texas to California in 1960s Blend of Blues and Psychedelic Rock Died of a drug overdose in 1970 Piece of My Heart Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man, yeah, An' didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can ? Honey, you know I did! And each time I tell myself that I, well I've just had enough, But I'm gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough. I said come on, come on, come on, come on and take it, Take another little piece of my heart now, baby, Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah. Hey! Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, yeah. You know you got it if it makes you feel good, Oh yes indeed. All right! The Diggers Capitalism is ruining society – Money and private property instruments of the devil Everything must be free – Subverting society – Free meals daily Communes Back to the land movement Self-sufficiency – Away from hurtful society Largely a failure – Disease and discord San Francisco The geographic center of the counterculture Haight-Ashbury district – “Ground Zero” Retains reputation as “transgressive” city Summer of Love Summer 1967 A Human Be-In – Call went out to hippies around the country Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll 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 Woodstock Major music festival – Upstate NY – August 1969 Over 400,000 people Poorly organized, but nobody cared Woodstock Lyrics: Joni Mitchell Performed by: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Well, I came upon a child of God He was walking along the road And I asked him, Tell me, where are you going? This he told me Said, I'm going down to Yasgur's Farm, Gonna join in a rock and roll band. Got to get back to the land and set my soul free. We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. Well, then can I roam beside you? I have come to lose the smog, And I feel myself a cog in somethin' turning. And maybe it's the time of year, Yes and maybe it's the time of man. And I don't know who I am, But life is for learning. We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. By the time we got to Woodstock, We were half a million strong And everywhere was a song and a celebration. And I dreamed I saw the bomber death planes Riding shotgun in the sky, Turning into butterflies Above our nation. We are stardust, we are golden, We are caught in the devils bargain, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. Where did they go? The youth movements of the 1960s thought they could change society – what happened? “Hippie”ness becomes mainstream Vietnam/Watergate fatigue They became parents/grandparents