A latter-day hippie
I might be a latter-day hippie, being in my late thirties, but I would add a couple of bands and tracks to the longer consideration.
From the era itself come The Seeds, including "
Nine Hundred Million People Daily (All Makin' Love)".
Or 13th Floor Elevators. "
Levitation" is good for the psychedelia.
Patti Smith came later, debuting in 1975, but might well have ended up with Blue Oyster Cult if things had gone differently. Her "
Babelogue" recalls Janis Joplin's "Vamp on Time" monologue, albeit with a less refined or restrained energy, and connects the hippies of the sixties to the punks of the seventies.
Meanwhile, there are plenty of tracks, though Fraggle Rocker and others have covered a good range of artists. I'll have to think about it, though; Hendrix's "Wind Cries Mary" comes to mind, but the thing is that I picked all of this up after the fact. In the early '80s, I was a pop child, only discovering after the fact that "I'm Still Standing" was not Elton John's first hit single.
Yeah, I'm of that era. "Mr. Roboto", by Styx, was the first pop phenomenon my brother and I took part in. Before that we were Bee Gees addicts, and that's the disco era. I didn't hear "
New York Mining Disaster (1941)", which, actually, is one of my daughter's favorite songs, until the twenty-first century. I used to dream "Spirits Having Flown" while my mind recycled our fascination with ufos.
No, really. "
Spirits Having Flown", for a superficial interpretation of the line about fire in the sky, became my ufo/EBE song.
In the late eighties and early nineties, I was a metalhead. It was the late nineties before my brother and I were absolved of our childhood love for the Beach Boys and Bee Gees. And as I went on a
worldbeat kick that lasted for several years, I started reclaiming a lot of the music I had been ignoring for social reasons—i.e., there was nobody around to get high and listen to these tunes with. And that included Joanne Rand, who I had seen at a festival in college; turns out she was with Full Tilt Boogie Band at some point in her career.
For the younger hippies, I have to admit that the arrival of Radiohead's
O.K. Computer was a godsend. It marked a fundamental transformation for how many of my generation—at least in my corner of the Universe—related to the popular culture; Radiohead, like Pearl Jam, electrified the artistic conscience.
I can't tell you what the old hippies felt in their day, but the image has risen above tie-dye, patchouli, and awful beards. Indeed, that is the most part of what my generation recognizes about hippies of old, yet there are many among us who would carry the banner forward if only we could remember where we put it.
(I would also note, aside to Emil, that Pink Floyd covers at least two separate versions of hippie; under Roger Waters, they played an increasingly grandiose style determined to drive the point home until they just couldn't deal with one another anymore; under Syd, though?
The Piper at the Gates of Dawn is one of the greatest albums—rock and roll, psychedelic, hippie, or otherwise—ever recorded.)