It was one of the most evil events in human history, a perfect distillation of phoniness, self-indulgence, selfishness, and moral cowardice masquerading as love. It left America with a sex revolution that destroyed family stability and slaughtered millions of unborn children. It validated laziness as a way of life. It validated substance abuse as a way of life, which destroyed countless lives. And the shameless moral nihilism became so entrenched, no one utters a single word of apology for all the carnage to this very day.
I love this episode of American Experience. I watch it from time to time. I was five years old during the summer of 1967. During that summer, I met a lifeguard, at the local community swimming pool. Her name is Jackie. Jackie taught me unconditional love for others. She let me hang around with her, at the pool. She and her parents moved that fall. I never seen or heard from Jackie again. I'll always remember what Jackie taught me, love towards others.
I turned 10years old in November 67 but was already playing both guitar and drums and had 45s of Beatles, Stones, Yardbirds etc.but was in Littleton 'Denver' at the time so missed out on the Summer of Love but made a living for decades playing Gigs so I guess it rubbed off on me .PEACE ❤
Young people today have music festivals now like Coachella, Burning Man, or EDC... but none of it compares to this. The free love and the trust in fellow human beings have been replaced by corporate logos and people trying to get VIP status.
With people sticking in small groups and not really connecting with others.. going only to do drugs and chase the feelings but not really anything else.. the love and trust is gone, along with LSD now replaced with weak and low grade MDMA which is mixed with fillers and gives you a half-@$$ experience.
look no further than the hippie generation for ruining it. NONE of them stayed this way except for a small handful. Most of the hippies were rich kids living on their parents dime. The whole hippie movement tanked when the economy did. Imagine that... Many run our country now and are so far from what they once supposedly stood for it is unreal. This was all just one big fad, a place to get doped up with fellow dope heads. Nothing more. Had nothing to do with love or change like they always said. It was just more example of communist infiltration propaganda to divide the country. Much like we still see today
PapaMagnum Or viscous people who just wanted to hurt kids. We had so much freedom back then. We walked everywhere, snuck out of the house at night, went trick or treating and as long as we were back by dinner, nobody cared where we had been. Drugs were everywhere and they were free and not laced with dangerous crap. We had it so good and I don’t think we even realized it. Sorry, I’m rambling...
67 was special but 1969 was something else. It was my first year as a teenager and things were in a worldwind. Trying to make sense of the world around me was pure chaos. There were the Archie's Saturday morning cartoons, the bubble gum culture. Young girls in mini skirts and fish stockings. Rockers tuning into new FM underground stations. Pot was everywhere. The Vietnam War was tearing the country apart. And in the midst of it all, we landed on the moon. Woodstock happened and I played my first spin the bottle game ending with a kiss. That was 1969 for me.
'67 was great in SF, certain hot spots, but by '69 it was everywhere. It's hard to explain what it was like to young people now. I remember hitch hiking from NY to SF. It took me about 30 rides. In twenty-nine of them as soon as I got in the car, the driver lit up a joint. People let me stay at their house. Women would pick up strange men and feel comfortable. Now no one would hitchhike. It's hard to explain that you could go out on the road put you thumb out, and immediately meet someone who was like a lifelong friend who would give you a ride. Didn't need buses. But the hitch hiking thing goes back to the fifties - Jack Keroauc and all. People trusted people back then.
Man, how things have changed. Liberals today are regressive morons who call for big government, suppress freedom of speech, and make everything about race. I am a classical liberal and leftists today don’t stand for any of the values I believe in. We need another hippie movement
I was just a kid in Berkeley, CA as all this happened. I got to experience freedom at a young age. Outside on my bike, climbing trees and going places. I spent my time learning through curiosity, books, music and adventures. It was such a beautiful time of life that I wouldn't trade it for anything available today.
You still can't take away the fact it was a good era, yes we all grew up and some are now in corporate even government like Brown, but I still wouldn't trade those days for what we now have.
people are saying how they would want another summer of love, but it's never going to happen again. people are just going to bring their phones and go there to show off.
People CAN say that they want it. It doesn’t mean that it won’t happen!! I believe that we can have a successful one if we tried. Calling all hippies from around the world to unite again!
i dont believe the "summer of love" was a summer of love. It was a media creation that people take for gospel, but people have always been the same. A population explosion of young people who wore colorful clothes, tripped on LSD, and grew their hair long does not equal "love." The year 67 in San Fran was def a significant demographic phenomenon but i doubt everyone was full of charity and fraternal kindness.
will Grello far from perfect though my friend. We can do better. We can always do better, let’s strive for more peace. More love. Cause although you are right! There’s still a lot of hate, still a lot of violence.
What happened to my generation? They wanted to help change the world. Now they have been deceived and want to buy it. I am responsible now but still consider myself an aging Hippie ✌
The truth is: the world cannot be changed if it does not want to, even if it needs to. Change must come from the hearts and souls of each one of us, but two things must be present....recognition of the futility of the human predicament and the desire to seek better ways to live and doing things rather than selling well to them for the commerce (part of the process of production) tends to dull the humanity into a consuming capacity. You have not disappeared, just temporarily outnumbered in a world heavily engaged in politics and religion.
@@trevelmond793 Somehow many in my generation an others were brainwashed by Fox News, the far right an others. A great video an movie is They brainwashed my dad. I woke up in 81 an Think for myself, which is a threat to some people.
My brother was in Vietnam when he wasn’t being patched back together in the hospital. My father, a WWII vet and alcoholic had killed himself. The music was great, the fear of mutually assured destruction was palpable. Our leaders were being assassinated. It was beautiful and really messed up at the same time.
We can have this everyday. In our own daily lives with those we love. Don't need to take over a city. Just take over your mind and heart. Rest will change naturally.
That is all it ever was and no plan to take over anything. so many causes and so many effects. Enough that the CIA used Charley to try and end it. ua-cam.com/video/o2GjY8DN-7I/v-deo.html
Idealistically it was, but the corporate capitalistic establishment couldn't let that flourish, they killed it with rising prices and purposeful division
I think the 1960s hippie spiritual movement with Hinduism and Buddhism was an eye-opening experience for the West. Many in the West were discontented with Western religions in its shallowness (partly due to interpretation). Yoga and meditation offered a different viewpoint of existence. It was a wonderful blooming of the human species.
In 1966 I was thirteen, and I lived with my folks in a town 15 miles south of SF. Me and my friends would hitchhike to the City on summer days, just to hang out. We'd go to the zoo, or Golden Gate park. There would be music, and a lot of other kids, and just stuff you would never see out in the suburbs. I remember listening to a band called Hercules and the Chicken Fat People. Haight Street was a bizarre sight by the time '67 came along. Hippies sitting on the sidewalk. By that time though, it was already a tourist attraction. Buses would roll by filled with sightseers. They would flash the peace sign as they drove by. All in all, those days were a fun time to be young.
We had a dream, in the late 60s we thought love was the answer. We were right!! If the world was more tolerant and felt love and acceptance the world would indeed change.
The ideals (while "good" on their own) were not going to mesh with living completely in the wider world of "mainstream society", probably unfortunately.
No, they weren't the "generation" of peace and love, the counterculture was a small percentage of the Baby Boom generation. If you want to condemn those responsible for the excessive consumerism of the 1980's, blame the people who were not part of the counterculture, there were many more of them, they were the same in the 1960's as they were in the 1980's.
I Stumbled into the Summer of Love! 18 yrs old, draft status 1A-0*, I thumbed from Mass. in March '67 with backpack and Martin guitar and ended up living in a 2nd floor apt. on Haight st. But I was just looking to see the Pacific and the Big Sur when I left home before draft as a conscientious objector* Army Medic in Vietnam. Peace & Love is what I was after, a very few drugs then married a girl in LA. It was great while it lasted, truly. Contrary to popular thinking - we bathed and were not promiscuous. Just barefoot & smiling.
superchitownhustler Manson just had long hair. He was a violent asshole not a hippie. The idea of peaceful coexistence is still alive and MANSON IS DEAD!
@@NickyNicest Kek true. They got loose, leathery skin from the sun and lack of meat. VERY skinny people. The women have hairy arms, legs, armpits, etc. They also wear headbands and got dreadlocks and wear specific jewelry. They're all the same. It's more of a cult now than anything else
Come to the solstice or equinox festivals at barefoot farms in red boiling springs. Phones are welcome, but it is a whole different festival from the usual. Actual love and peace are spread and an action to love and take care of Mother Earth are taken as well. It’s truly beautiful and such an amazing experience.
Yeah I had a bunch of my friends over for dinner one night recently. Nobody talks anymore. After dinner everyone sat down and played with their fuckin phones !!!
My mother was born in 66 and grew up in LA, how funny :) We all wish for a time outside possibility... I too wish to go back and experience that energy.
I went to Strawberry fields in 1970, I was 15, it was afew miles away, so Mom dropped us of for the day,. I was grooving with Hippies, and thought it would be cool to say I'm dropping out of School, an older hippy, 22 or so, lectured me on the Importance of education and School, told me to get that thought out of my head
This energy was so great. It lasted well into the 80s, then lettered out by the late 90s. Now sadly I don’t recognize my own city of SF anymore, all techies, and very little funk or creativity. So sad.
I had friends who lived in North Beach from 1964 -- 1967. In January 1967, they attended The Gathering of Tribes. They also spoke briefly with Judith Goldhaft and Peter Coyote -- folks who were associated with The Diggers. After July 1967 they left for New Mexico and Colorado. They told me the scene started unraveling shortly after Summer 1967 began.
Come to the solstice or equinox festivals at barefoot farms in red boiling springs. Phones are welcome, but it is a whole different festival from the usual. Actual love and peace are spread and an action to love and take care of Mother Earth are taken as well. It’s truly beautiful and such an amazing experience.
Too bad the hippie thing did not work. They learned that life is not free and when the fun ended they had to go back to work to survive. Food is not free, housing is not free, clothing is not free, health care is not free. Nothing is free. That is what ended the hippie thing in my understanding.
Andrew Buckley Now the government wants the people to trust in them offering them everything for free. And the people want everything for free. Welcome to the destruction of America. Were you in the military service?
I feel sorry for the people who experienced the depression and ww2 like my parents . They worked very hard their whole life . God bless you Mom and Dad .R.I.P.....And thank you.
A testament to the phoniness of the "love and peace" hippie movement was their expressed hatred for the sacrifices made by those who endured the suffering of the first half of the twentieth century, a story that doesn't get told in whitewashing this movement.
i was there about 20 feet from that stage. it was the generation of the 40's who set the pace, as those born in the 50's were too young to do much other than hang out and follow their older brothers and sisters into drugs and other stupid ideas. great times for the very short amount of time it was around. bout the end of 1967 the good times were fading fast. 1968 Haight st was murderers row. seems like some of those same ideals are back in theory, McCarthyism cloaked in Pc, no one will have to work unless they want to and still get a government check, capitalism will be for those other countries as its now their turn to prosper.......i will miss cheese burgers but the less farting cows, we will all breathe easier. big difference back then there were the greatest generation that were the grown ups. Most are now dead ,,,,,,,,,,,,seems there are not enough of those type around anymore and people are left to their own innate intelligence, logic and common sense and theres precious little of that going around. in the coming years usa will become weaker and weaker without the slightest understanding of the role this country plays for itself and the world.
I wasn't born when this happened, but media and culture were steeped in the aftereffects of it in the years after. I have a strong fascination for this period of time, and I wasn't there to see it.
Yes, the after effects continued well into the 70's, it was a great time to be a teenager as far as especially the music and the social interaction, but the drug culture was pervasive. I fortunately avoided the drugs even though they were everwhere, I just concentrated on the music, learning as much as I could to be a good guitar player and have a good band, and the hot girls that came with the territory. 😁
@@raksh9 Indeed, I was very lucky to have grown up when I did. Glad for you younger generations there is UA-cam you can virtually experience the events and music of those times! 🙂
@@michaelmeliambro5117 dude - you are very unhappy, we got it. just go to your room and shut the door and let the adults talk to each other. And don't forget to take your meds.
To my mind the Summer of Love marked a social revolt against the hypocrisy of the American Government and a materialistic consumer driven social system which drafted young men against their will and forced them to fight in a foreign war; nobody knew what the Viet Nam War was about. The young people were looking for an escape from the system, and to find a more simple way of life, of freedom to experience and express themselves, un-constrained by the Establishment. I was 17 in the Summer of 1967 and nothing but the Viet Nam War was on my mind. Every boy, every young man was occupied with finding ways to avoid the draft. Many young men when their number was up, their actual number in a lottery, would run to Canada, or profess to be gay even if they were not, so as to not be drafted. Others, many whose fathers had fought in WWII joined up willingly, out of patriotism, not knowing the toll that fighting in the jungles of South East Asia would take on their minds and body's even if they survived. The poor were particularly affected by the draft and subsequent service in Viet Nam, dying by the thousands. The married men and those whose parents were rich enough to pay for them to go to college managed to avoid the draft, and it was said at the time that the Haight-Ashbury crowd were college drop outs, students whose parents were unknowingly still supporting their children thinking they were getting an education. To my mind the music festivals were simply an attempt to escape reality, if only for a day or two, and experience a release from the pressures of time. I don't know who dubbed the Summer of 1967, The Summer of Love, but for me and everyone I knew it was The Summer of Fear. Peace, Susan
I love natural long hair. Probably because I grew up in the 60s. My babysitter drove a VW bus, take me to Little League baseball. She had long long wavy beautiful hair. Hippies represent peace and love and the best music to me
what I carried beyond 1967 when I was 12 into the 21st century was the hippie philosophy to Question Authority and it has served me well and further instilled my children with a more open-minded psyche !!!
Carmen, "Hippie at Heart" are valuable words in my book. I was born 1952 and m9ved to Geneva in one of Midwestern areas. Used to have guitar to plug in; today happy to watch, listen, playing music on UA-cam w battery keyboard now & then.
If we would have stayed on the true path of the traditional hippie ways I bet we wouldn’t even have COVID right now...Life would be simple and happy for all...Total bliss...But nope we are humans and humans are great at making mistakes and repeating history based on greed and lust...✌🏻&❤️
When I was a kid growing up in a small town and a ranch in Oklahoma, every time a plane would fly over, I’d stare at it until it went out of sight and imagined that I was on it. All we did on a Saturday night was drive around up one street and right back down. So I couldn’t wait to arrive in Vegas for my birthday in 1969, I drove my aunts car downtown to glitter gulch and guess what everybody was doing? Driving around and around. Damn! People are the same all over America. But what was we looking for? We were looking for EACH OTHER!
Great observation and so well written, Ronnie. I grew up on the outskirts of Manchester, England, and felt exactly the same as you did in Oklahoma. I'm still feeling the want to be on that plane, even though I've now been on many long distance flights. Been to many festivals and countries since and I'm still looking for people, the ones that fit.
@@skiddybop780 Sure I was born, poor, and not much has changed. My mom got high when I was in her womb, so I got some freebies. I was somewhat of a juvenile delinquent, but not so terrible. When my mom met Charlie, he had just got out of the prison, and she was hooking for dope money, in Golden Gate Park. The summer of love, was a bummer for my ma, because she got locked up for turning a trick, and Charlie didn't even write her when she got out of Alameda County. By then the group had moved down the coast to Los Angeles. After bouncing around working at clubs up and down the strip, the Whiskey a go-go, and Pandora's Box, and several others, she eventually ran into Gypsy and she told her that they were living at Dennis Wilson's in Malibu, or some fucking where, and that the scene was getting wild, with all of the bread, and industry type marks, for freaks, and weirdos. Dig it, I'll tell you more at a later date. Ok, so long, your pal Dickie Mac Richards
Nothing to lament- the Real message lives on (Peace Love & Liberation is not only possible, it is each One's inherent Right) Truth will never die world without end.
I lived it. I grew up in San Francisco in the 1950's. Sunset district which was mostly Irish back then. My Dad was a S.F.P.D. police officer, and in 1967 he was in Narcotics division. The hippie thing was a farce! The Haight Ashbury had dirty Hippies, bare feet, drugged out roaming the streets. The sidewalks were all colored with chalk. Now us local guys had hotrods and cruised the city. Everyone got high back then. You could walk at night time through the city and a stranger would smoke a joint with you. I lost many friends or people I knew to Heroin, and seen many minds destroyed by LSD. The guys I ran around with just smoked weed, like panama red, light green ultra, and smoked Hash. Lids were 10 bucks. My friends had rooms with the posters on the walls, with Black lights, and we would listen to Jimi Hendrix. It was a turbulent time with the Vietnam War, and civil rights. When at the summer of love in 1967, when I entered the park, behind the band stand were the Hell's Angels and Gypsy Jokers bike gangs. The Angles got in fights, and were grabbing guys girls and making out. ( Free Love) people dancing nude, whole crowd of 15 thousand with cloud of weed over the area. People passed out, falling out of trees, drinking Red Mountain wine, and some people stabbed by some of the city gangs. To me it was a time when we got together to get high. Even sniffing testers glue, which we used to build models. In the late 1960's bad drugs were going around, and we had racial problems at ocean Beach. Drugs are a escape from things and reality. As a cops son seeing all what went on in the city, us locals had the experience of a life time, but the hippie movement and taking LSD, and other drugs was destructive. The city I knew was a different world back then. and in march of 1971, at night time, I was looking out the window at the soft yellow street lights, smoking some panama red, listening to the " Doors" Riders on the Storm". July 12th, I was in The marines for three years, and missed vitenam by 6 months. OH-the stories I could tell.
Jack, thanks for sharing your story. I lived in Millbrae just south of S.F. back in the 1950's to 1965. Joined the Air Force in Sept. of '65. Came home on leave in '67 and walked around San Francisco. Things had really changed. I was having a better time serving in the A.F. The hippie thing looked differently to my friends who grew up there than it did to the rest of the country. Some laughed at them. Others felt a little sorry for them. I thought they were chasing after a dream. I got out of the A.F. in '69 and came home. Very strange scene. All this peace and love. Groovy. But at the same time there was the Charlie Manson Family and the Zodiac killer. Strange Days indeed Jim Morrison.
Great story man, I was a kid in the mid sixties but I had older siblings, and I always was grateful for them giving me all their records when they left home to go in the service or college. Summer of Love music scene I had a lot of the San Francisco sound bands, 9 year old kid with a hell of a record collection. I remember in 1968 in downtown Seattle this cop kicking the crap out of a hippie, i think he was protesting the Vietnam war. You wrote about things changed when the harder drugs came into play. We had a neighbor back then lost their daughter to heroin. it was sad to see this nice family heartbroken because of the false promise of heroin. But, may there be another Summer Of Love . . . . someday again.
So many cute women and girls, especially the hippie girls did not shave their legs and they still looked cute. No ugly black marker tattoos. Brades and flowers painted on their faces. Was only 4-5 yrs old but remember well. The hippies were more colorful than my coloring books and Crayola crayons. They offered a bigger variety of colors especially on their cars and vans. They brought so much color to my dull life as an only child. They may have wrong about other drugs but they were right about Marijuana.
I was 17 yrs old living in northern California and saw all the great musicians of the day in person. I also met the bikers. The back and forth reminded me of those little birds that sit on the back of Rhinoceroses. All of our heroes died young from drugs or assassinations. Look what we have today. Something's happening here. The times they are a changing
You will not change the world by politics, or for thst by religious conversion, it must come from the hearts of men and women. Only then will you learn to face the doors of perception with spirit and truth.
Monterrey Pop was a treasure, a sparkling gem of musical history. So many unforgettable performances from barely known artists who went on directly from Monterrey to the top of their careers.
1967 - Downtown San Francisco was crowded with mostly young people. 2021 - Downtown San Francisco is crowded with mostly homeless encampments and all their waste.
@@smesui1799 LOL gotta love it when people tell you you're wrong but don't bother to explain HOW you're wrong. Any doofus can do that. The whole movement eventually deteriorated into violence and self-destruction because ultimately it was a lie. It wasn't founded on selflessness and love for others, it was founded on nothing but pure debauchery and selfishness. It was a complete failure as far as accomplishing anything other than drug addiction and ruined lives.
The hippie movement was the greatest cultural revolution in America 's history since the post world war 2 era since it enabled that country to reassessed its core values regarding its perceptions of morality where people were stigmatized because of race and social class this movement by these young Angelic Rebels not only influenced the American society but my country as well although i was just a kid during that time my only regret is that such movement did not continue to the end of the century because if it did America would not be what it is today
I'm surprised a Trump fan hasn't chimed in with a "Libtard" or "Snowflake" comment - yes hippies were naive, but a lot of the ideals proposed weren't crazy - respect for the environment, simpler living -less wasteful consumption, healthy sustainable food. Radical thinking we could use today. As with all movements people motivations vary greatly, and all weren't so noble. Sad
Man, what an idiotic comment. Liberals today are regressive morons who call for big government, suppress freedom of speech, and make everything about race. They are nothing like the hippies of the 60s. I am a classical liberal and leftists today don’t stand for any of the values I believe in.
Sutterjack Well, I voted for him but I don't call any of my liberal friends names. In the 60's we valued our friends and respected each others opinions. It's still about peace love and harmony and no you can't have my vinyl record collection/original beatle boots/Nehru shirt/Striped bellbottom pants. Hahaha
There are still 83 million of us baby boomers. That was my 17th birthday 1 14 1967. Grew up in the east bay. Was there. Got to see this up close. Things were so much slower. Miss it.
Hey, this is an amazing video. I wanted to ask if I could use a few scenes for a music video of an original song. That would be amazing because it transports the message of the song perfectly:-) Looking forward to hear from you. Much love :)
@@ttllymxico Christians don't even respect other religions which also form relationships with God. Their inability to acknowledge substance-induced mystic experiences isn't even the half of it!
I graduated high school in '67. Just digging cars & girls. Loved the music, but was immune to the message until I got drafted in '69. A "long strange trip" indeed.
Forward ahead to 2023. Here is a world wanting more than consumption. Searching for a mix of comfort with peaceful treatment of others and tenderness toward life on a vulnerable planet. The youth still want free love, respect, acceptance, but know that the hippie lifestyle was unsustainable from a functional point. Where do people go to the bathroom ?? Where and how to we create food ?? Where can we get health care ?? How do we shelter from storms ?? Each generation learns from previous generations, but also want to create something new. We do know that men love to be with women. Women want men. Love romantically and brotherly is an essence that passes on each and every decade. Formed by the Holy Redeemer who is known as king of love.
It's a shame the neighborhood went ahead with promoting a "summer of love" in the Haight to begin with. If there had been no "summer of love" who knows how much longer the good vibes might have lasted before breaking down so quickly.
I remember seeing what looked like a PSA (public service anouncment) that ran in the early 70's on TV. It was about Haight Ashbury and it was narrated by Jack Webb (Dragnet). It was as if they were talking about the poor conditions in a third world country. The poverty and suffering kids, in the wake of the "Summer of Love" gone sour.
I'm A Tail-End "Late Boomer"....My Family Didn't Visit San Francisco Till The Summer Of 1968 When We Escorted My Brother To The Airport To Fly Off For His Tour In The Military In Vietnam....I Don't Remember If There Were Still Hippies & Flower Children & Love-Ins In San Francisco Then - Or The Up & Coming Rock Bands.... I Just Remember The Overwhelming Smell Of Fish, & The Sound Of Foghorns & The Golden Gate Bridge & My First Experience Of The Ocean! And The Fear Of Sending A Family Member Off To Fight A War Half A World Away To Possibly Never Return .... It Was A Scary Time!
Those people didn't had phones but they seems they had life full of freedom and happiness...i'm so sad about the next generation slaves on the internet the biggest evil ever
Lamneichin Haokip Yes my friend it was Beautiful... Best time of my life!! Good Sex... Good Drugs.. Good rock and roll!!! Hendrix, Cream, Beatles, Coltrane...Damn I .is those days...and nights!!!
For me it was a wonderful time to be alive, to be a kid in the early 60's and start my teenage years at the end of the decade. Life was simple and natural, and the music was wonderful!
With the global Covid-19 pandemic--I wonder if possibly this could be a catalyst for a complete reevaluation of what we value and how we live. The idealist in me hopes for this. I do believe for a brief window of time there was an energy and a vision to the 60's counterculture movement where it seemed possible that a mass transformation could possibly happen--if our current situation doesn't make people value life and community much more than they do I honestly don't think there's any hope for us!!
In the summer of 1967, thousands of young people from across the country flocked to San Francisco's Haight Ashbury district to join in the hippie experience, only to discover that what they had come for was already disappearing. And Charles Manson made his APPEARANCE !!
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It was one of the most evil events in human history, a perfect distillation of phoniness, self-indulgence, selfishness, and moral cowardice masquerading as love. It left America with a sex revolution that destroyed family stability and slaughtered millions of unborn children. It validated laziness as a way of life. It validated substance abuse as a way of life, which destroyed countless lives. And the shameless moral nihilism became so entrenched, no one utters a single word of apology for all the carnage to this very day.
I love this episode of American Experience.
I watch it from time to time.
I was five years old during the summer of 1967.
During that summer, I met a lifeguard, at the local community swimming pool.
Her name is Jackie.
Jackie taught me unconditional love for others.
She let me hang around with her, at the pool.
She and her parents moved that fall.
I never seen or heard from Jackie again.
I'll always remember what Jackie taught me, love towards others.
You never connected with her in any way at all later in life? :(
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I never seen and heard from her again, after that summer of 1967.
You sound like you have a lot of stories to tell sir.
Best to you
I turned 10years old in November 67 but was already playing both guitar and drums and had 45s of Beatles, Stones, Yardbirds etc.but was in Littleton 'Denver' at the time so missed out on the Summer of Love but made a living for decades playing Gigs so I guess it rubbed off on me .PEACE ❤
Young people today have music festivals now like Coachella, Burning Man, or EDC... but none of it compares to this. The free love and the trust in fellow human beings have been replaced by corporate logos and people trying to get VIP status.
Absolutely!
With people sticking in small groups and not really connecting with others.. going only to do drugs and chase the feelings but not really anything else.. the love and trust is gone, along with LSD now replaced with weak and low grade MDMA which is mixed with fillers and gives you a half-@$$ experience.
look no further than the hippie generation for ruining it. NONE of them stayed this way except for a small handful. Most of the hippies were rich kids living on their parents dime. The whole hippie movement tanked when the economy did. Imagine that... Many run our country now and are so far from what they once supposedly stood for it is unreal. This was all just one big fad, a place to get doped up with fellow dope heads. Nothing more. Had nothing to do with love or change like they always said. It was just more example of communist infiltration propaganda to divide the country. Much like we still see today
Young people today down know how to play instruments
PapaMagnum Or viscous people who just wanted to hurt kids. We had so much freedom back then. We walked everywhere, snuck out of the house at night, went trick or treating and as long as we were back by dinner, nobody cared where we had been. Drugs were everywhere and they were free and not laced with dangerous crap. We had it so good and I don’t think we even realized it. Sorry, I’m rambling...
67 was special but 1969 was something else. It was my first year as a teenager and things were in a worldwind. Trying to make sense of the world around me was pure chaos. There were the Archie's Saturday morning cartoons, the bubble gum culture. Young girls in mini skirts and fish stockings. Rockers tuning into new FM underground stations. Pot was everywhere. The Vietnam War was tearing the country apart. And in the midst of it all, we landed on the moon. Woodstock happened and I played my first spin the bottle game ending with a kiss. That was 1969 for me.
Antoni Mixco whirlwind 😉
I celebrate the year of 69 in my 69vw daily
Dont forget Manson
Eye_Despise What a twisted scumbag. He wasn’t a hippie, he was a violent cult leader.
'67 was great in SF, certain hot spots, but by '69 it was everywhere. It's hard to explain what it was like to young people now. I remember hitch hiking from NY to SF. It took me about 30 rides. In twenty-nine of them as soon as I got in the car, the driver lit up a joint. People let me stay at their house. Women would pick up strange men and feel comfortable. Now no one would hitchhike. It's hard to explain that you could go out on the road put you thumb out, and immediately meet someone who was like a lifelong friend who would give you a ride. Didn't need buses. But the hitch hiking thing goes back to the fifties - Jack Keroauc and all. People trusted people back then.
We desperately need another summer of love!
Man, how things have changed. Liberals today are regressive morons who call for big government, suppress freedom of speech, and make everything about race. I am a classical liberal and leftists today don’t stand for any of the values I believe in. We need another hippie movement
True. But where would we have it tho?
Have it in Scotland as its still going on here.
I would settle for a weekend
smartphones ruined it
I was just a kid in Berkeley, CA as all this happened. I got to experience freedom at a young age. Outside on my bike, climbing trees and going places. I spent my time learning through curiosity, books, music and adventures. It was such a beautiful time of life that I wouldn't trade it for anything available today.
Don’t be fooled. It wasn’t all that. That was all surface. Eventually materialism took over. Those hippies are now corporate CEOs or worse.
You still can't take away the fact it was a good era, yes we all grew up and some are now in corporate even government like Brown, but I still wouldn't trade those days for what we now have.
@fatcatbuzz no the yuppies are the greed,then gen x are the ones with surviving during a lousy economy.
@fatcatbuzz For sure! For sure! Somehow my kids are maternal and greedy. They claim there is no hope for Peace.
exactly, the summer of love was actually the opening of portals and the summer of the beginning of hate and intolerance...a mask, so to say.
@fatcatbuzz Yeah, it was all about self-satisfaction, which was a new paradigm at the time, so it sounded "liberating". But it isn't...it's a trap.
people are saying how they would want another summer of love, but it's never going to happen again. people are just going to bring their phones and go there to show off.
People CAN say that they want it. It doesn’t mean that it won’t happen!!
I believe that we can have a successful one if we tried. Calling all hippies from around the world to unite again!
i dont believe the "summer of love" was a summer of love. It was a media creation that people take for gospel, but people have always been the same. A population explosion of young people who wore colorful clothes, tripped on LSD, and grew their hair long does not equal "love." The year 67 in San Fran was def a significant demographic phenomenon but i doubt everyone was full of charity and fraternal kindness.
Never will happen again
You can never go back.
"Call a place paradise, kiss it goodbye."
Can we try again..Peace🌻
PJ. MJ. D yes so important to try...🍀
Hi
Could you please have a listen to High in the Summer of Love and share
Kind Regards Derek
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we have been living in the most peaceful time in human history for decades now. It is more peaceful now than it was in the 60s adn 70s
will Grello far from perfect though my friend. We can do better. We can always do better, let’s strive for more peace. More love. Cause although you are right! There’s still a lot of hate, still a lot of violence.
They are trying it again in Chaz Seattle lol .
What happened to my generation? They wanted to help change the world. Now they have been deceived and want to buy it. I am responsible now but still consider myself an aging Hippie ✌
The truth is: the world cannot be changed if it does not want to, even if it needs to. Change must come from the hearts and souls of each one of us, but two things must be present....recognition of the futility of the human predicament and the desire to seek better ways to live and doing things rather than selling well to them for the commerce (part of the process of production) tends to dull the humanity into a consuming capacity. You have not disappeared, just temporarily outnumbered in a world heavily engaged in politics and religion.
@@trevelmond793 Somehow many in my generation an others were brainwashed by Fox News, the far right an others. A great video an movie is They brainwashed my dad. I woke up in 81 an Think for myself, which is a threat to some people.
Randy R
we became repubs and elected a fat stupid ASSHOLE ! ! !
@@tomcooley3778 I was raised in a drug infested, alchohol, beating and racist invested household. I however are none of those things peace love accept
It’s all about money
Many of my so called friends have sold out to it
Sad isn’t it
1967 was the Summer of Love...I got to see and meet both Jimi Hendrix and Carlos Santana and see them jam in Seattle...
Ditto✌🏼☺️
Please - tell your story!
My brother was in Vietnam when he wasn’t being patched back together in the hospital. My father, a WWII vet and alcoholic had killed himself. The music was great, the fear of mutually assured destruction was palpable. Our leaders were being assassinated. It was beautiful and really messed up at the same time.
Definitely sounds like a "summer of love."
The worse the world got the brighter those who slipped through the cracks burned
That’s how it was !!❤️✌🏻🌈🌹 !!!!
We can have this everyday. In our own daily lives with those we love. Don't need to take over a city. Just take over your mind and heart. Rest will change naturally.
That is all it ever was and no plan to take over anything.
so many causes and so many effects.
Enough that the CIA used Charley to try and end it.
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you are so right peace and love is a state of mind
@@bluetoad2001 But that's all it is, and it can NEVER even hope to become reality.
@@michaelmeliambro5117 Not with THAT attitude
watching this in the pandemic, this just seems like paradise
Idealistically it was, but the corporate capitalistic establishment couldn't let that flourish, they killed it with rising prices and purposeful division
I think the 1960s hippie spiritual movement with Hinduism and Buddhism was an eye-opening experience for the West. Many in the West were discontented with Western religions in its shallowness (partly due to interpretation). Yoga and meditation offered a different viewpoint of existence. It was a wonderful blooming of the human species.
In 1966 I was thirteen, and I lived with my folks in a town 15 miles south of SF. Me and my friends would hitchhike to the City on summer days, just to hang out. We'd go to the zoo, or Golden Gate park. There would be music, and a lot of other kids, and just stuff you would never see out in the suburbs. I remember listening to a band called Hercules and the Chicken Fat People. Haight Street was a bizarre sight by the time '67 came along. Hippies sitting on the sidewalk. By that time though, it was already a tourist attraction. Buses would roll by filled with sightseers. They would flash the peace sign as they drove by. All in all, those days were a fun time to be young.
Hercules and the Chicken Fat People. whoa
Now you can go to Walmart and see the Chicken Fat People everyday. 😂
We had a dream, in the late 60s we thought love was the answer. We were right!! If the world was more tolerant and felt love and acceptance the world would indeed change.
Ironically we are now more divided as ever. Can't even have a conversation with someone with opposing beliefs. Social media is a cancer to society.
Incredibly ironic isn't it. 50 years later and the world has flipped completely.
Oh, how unbelievably WRONG you all were.
The ideals (while "good" on their own) were not going to mesh with living completely in the wider world of "mainstream society", probably unfortunately.
They were the generation of Peace and Love in the 60s. In the 80s, they became the generation of "how much can I buy a piece of that love for?"
Hi
Could you please have a listen to High in the Summer of Love and share
Kind Regards Derek
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@@Tokyorosebiz Im gonna listen to it? What's it about?
No, they weren't the "generation" of peace and love, the counterculture was a small percentage of the Baby Boom generation. If you want to condemn those responsible for the excessive consumerism of the 1980's, blame the people who were not part of the counterculture, there were many more of them, they were the same in the 1960's as they were in the 1980's.
I Stumbled into the Summer of Love! 18 yrs old, draft status 1A-0*, I thumbed from Mass. in March '67 with backpack and Martin guitar and ended up living in a 2nd floor apt. on Haight st. But I was just looking to see the Pacific and the Big Sur when I left home before draft as a conscientious objector* Army Medic in Vietnam. Peace & Love is what I was after, a very few drugs then married a girl in LA. It was great while it lasted, truly. Contrary to popular thinking - we bathed and were not promiscuous. Just barefoot & smiling.
I was born in the 90s and I'm a proud hippie! Wish I could have been there.
You'd be really old now.
Manson killed the hippies.
superchitownhustler Manson just had long hair. He was a violent asshole not a hippie. The idea of peaceful coexistence is still alive and MANSON IS DEAD!
modern version of hippies are people who eat vegan, wear birkenstocks and work at breweries lol not the same
@@NickyNicest Kek true. They got loose, leathery skin from the sun and lack of meat. VERY skinny people. The women have hairy arms, legs, armpits, etc. They also wear headbands and got dreadlocks and wear specific jewelry. They're all the same. It's more of a cult now than anything else
Someone should organize a no phone festival
Come to the solstice or equinox festivals at barefoot farms in red boiling springs. Phones are welcome, but it is a whole different festival from the usual. Actual love and peace are spread and an action to love and take care of Mother Earth are taken as well. It’s truly beautiful and such an amazing experience.
Yeah I had a bunch of my friends over for dinner one night recently. Nobody talks anymore. After dinner everyone sat down and played with their fuckin phones !!!
@@fathertime2020 Don't blame the phones, blame them.
MAKE LOVE - NOT WAR!
I know youve heard it before
And raise a family of godforsaken hippie CHILDREN??? Not on your life!!!
Peace love and unity is what the world needs again, right now!
I was born in 1966, I wished that I was a hippie in those days. I was there in those days in LA but as a baby. Groovie and far-out.
Hi
Could you please have a listen to High in the Summer of Love and share
Kind Regards Derek
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My mother was born in 66 and grew up in LA, how funny :) We all wish for a time outside possibility... I too wish to go back and experience that energy.
Far out dude!!!!! ~.~
1966 here too. Grew up on 60's TV reruns, Brady Bunch, disco and Michael Jackson/Madonna.
Except there was nothing "groovy" about loud music OR hallucinogenic drugs that did more harm than good.
I went to Strawberry fields in 1970, I was 15, it was afew miles away, so Mom dropped us of for the day,. I was grooving with Hippies, and thought it would be cool to say I'm dropping out of School, an older hippy, 22 or so, lectured me on the Importance of education and School, told me to get that thought out of my head
This energy was so great. It lasted well into the 80s, then lettered out by the late 90s. Now sadly I don’t recognize my own city of SF anymore, all techies, and very little funk or creativity. So sad.
I had friends who lived in North Beach from 1964 -- 1967. In January 1967, they attended The Gathering of Tribes. They also spoke briefly with Judith Goldhaft and Peter Coyote -- folks who were associated with The Diggers. After July 1967 they left for New Mexico and Colorado. They told me the scene started unraveling shortly after Summer 1967 began.
Come to the solstice or equinox festivals at barefoot farms in red boiling springs. Phones are welcome, but it is a whole different festival from the usual. Actual love and peace are spread and an action to love and take care of Mother Earth are taken as well. It’s truly beautiful and such an amazing experience.
A friend of mine was in San Francisco during the "Summer of Love". He later became mayor of the town I live in.
Too bad the hippie thing did not work. They learned that life is not free and when the fun ended they had to go back to work to survive. Food is not free, housing is not free, clothing is not free, health care is not free. Nothing is free. That is what ended the hippie thing in my understanding.
Pretty much. The U.S. is and will always be capitalistic. Free on such a grand scale cannot sustain.
Andrew Buckley
Now the government wants the people to trust in them offering them everything for free. And the people want everything for free. Welcome to the destruction of America. Were you in the military service?
@@sarahgalloway8096 patty hearst ended it all the millionaires still have ther money.
Lighten up and enjoy the time.
I feel sorry for the people who experienced the depression and ww2 like my parents . They worked very hard their whole life . God bless you Mom and Dad .R.I.P.....And thank you.
You know what would be the proper way to thank them??? By NOT TRYING TO SHAKE UP THE STATUS QUO, DAMN IT!!!
Same here, we were lucky to have parents like that, I'm forever grateful.
@@michaelmeliambro5117 what do you mean dxxkhead ? I didn't say nothing wrong punk mother fxxxer!!!!
A testament to the phoniness of the "love and peace" hippie movement was their expressed hatred for the sacrifices made by those who endured the suffering of the first half of the twentieth century, a story that doesn't get told in whitewashing this movement.
You mean burning down capitalism along with our buildings and chopping off kid's equipment is a BAD idea? No. Not possible.@@michaelmeliambro5117
i was there about 20 feet from that stage. it was the generation of the 40's who set the pace, as those born in the 50's were too young to do much other than hang out and follow their older brothers and sisters into drugs and other stupid ideas. great times for the very short amount of time it was around. bout the end of 1967 the good times were fading fast. 1968 Haight st was murderers row. seems like some of those same ideals are back in theory, McCarthyism cloaked in Pc, no one will have to work unless they want to and still get a government check, capitalism will be for those other countries as its now their turn to prosper.......i will miss cheese burgers but the less farting cows, we will all breathe easier. big difference back then there were the greatest generation that were the grown ups. Most are now dead ,,,,,,,,,,,,seems there are not enough of those type around anymore and people are left to their own innate intelligence, logic and common sense and theres precious little of that going around. in the coming years usa will become weaker and weaker without the slightest understanding of the role this country plays for itself and the world.
I wasn't born when this happened, but media and culture were steeped in the aftereffects of it in the years after. I have a strong fascination for this period of time, and I wasn't there to see it.
Yes, the after effects continued well into the 70's, it was a great time to be a teenager as far as especially the music and the social interaction, but the drug culture was pervasive. I fortunately avoided the drugs even though they were everwhere, I just concentrated on the music, learning as much as I could to be a good guitar player and have a good band, and the hot girls that came with the territory. 😁
@@doninmichigan Sounds like you got the best of it. Memories to last a lifetime!
@@raksh9 Indeed, I was very lucky to have grown up when I did. Glad for you younger generations there is UA-cam you can virtually experience the events and music of those times! 🙂
I remember the summer of '67 very well; it may have been the best summer of my life.
No doubt in my mind.
can you share with us your personal story? would love to hear....
Then you obviously don't know what a good summer is; LOL.
@@michaelmeliambro5117 dude - you are very unhappy, we got it. just go to your room and shut the door and let the adults talk to each other. And don't forget to take your meds.
@@irinatsar9447 I close the iron door on you!!!!
the past is the past, we're not promised tomorrow... make today your 'summer of love'!
To my mind the Summer of Love marked a social revolt against the hypocrisy of the American Government and a materialistic consumer driven social system which drafted young men against their will and forced them to fight in a foreign war; nobody knew what the Viet Nam War was about. The young people were looking for an escape from the system, and to find a more simple way of life, of freedom to experience and express themselves, un-constrained by the Establishment. I was 17 in the Summer of 1967 and nothing but the Viet Nam War was on my mind. Every boy, every young man was occupied with finding ways to avoid the draft. Many young men when their number was up, their actual number in a lottery, would run to Canada, or profess to be gay even if they were not, so as to not be drafted. Others, many whose fathers had fought in WWII joined up willingly, out of patriotism, not knowing the toll that fighting in the jungles of South East Asia would take on their minds and body's even if they survived. The poor were particularly affected by the draft and subsequent service in Viet Nam, dying by the thousands. The married men and those whose parents were rich enough to pay for them to go to college managed to avoid the draft, and it was said at the time that the Haight-Ashbury crowd were college drop outs, students whose parents were unknowingly still supporting their children thinking they were getting an education. To my mind the music festivals were simply an attempt to escape reality, if only for a day or two, and experience a release from the pressures of time. I don't know who dubbed the Summer of 1967, The Summer of Love, but for me and everyone I knew it was The Summer of Fear. Peace, Susan
So you are out of mourning over the death of Charles Manson?
I love natural long hair. Probably because I grew up in the 60s. My babysitter drove a VW bus, take me to Little League baseball. She had long long wavy beautiful hair. Hippies represent peace and love and the best music to me
Those were the days. Smokin Panama Red and listening to all the free music at Golden Gate Park.
I was there.
look at my photos at the park, dancing, tripping. I was there.
I was born in june 9th I feel all that energy of being a hippie ☮️
what I carried beyond 1967 when I was 12 into the 21st century was the hippie philosophy to Question Authority and it has served me well and further instilled my children with a more open-minded psyche !!!
come straight out of lockdown to a world wide summer of love ....... how cool would that be
I am a hippie at heart - love and peace! I was just born in 1979 though!
Carmen, "Hippie at Heart" are valuable words in my book. I was born 1952 and m9ved to Geneva in one of Midwestern areas. Used to have guitar to plug in; today happy to watch, listen, playing music on UA-cam w battery keyboard now & then.
This is how we want the New Earth to be, they were ahead of their time! ❤️
If we would have stayed on the true path of the traditional hippie ways I bet we wouldn’t even have COVID right now...Life would be simple and happy for all...Total bliss...But nope we are humans and humans are great at making mistakes and repeating history based on greed and lust...✌🏻&❤️
When I was a kid growing up in a small town and a ranch in Oklahoma, every time a plane would fly over, I’d stare at it until it went out of sight and imagined that I was on it. All we did on a Saturday night was drive around up one street and right back down. So I couldn’t wait to arrive in Vegas for my birthday in 1969, I drove my aunts car downtown to glitter gulch and guess what everybody was doing? Driving around and around. Damn! People are the same all over America. But what was we looking for? We were looking for EACH OTHER!
Great observation and so well written, Ronnie. I grew up on the outskirts of Manchester, England, and felt exactly the same as you did in Oklahoma. I'm still feeling the want to be on that plane, even though I've now been on many long distance flights. Been to many festivals and countries since and I'm still looking for people, the ones that fit.
aka that time in history when humanity almost became what it always shouldve been
Stoned?
....Liberated- Eternal Liberation.
Dumbed down???
I lived it, loved it, and lament its demise.
can you share with us your personal story? would love to hear....
@@skiddybop780 Sure I was born, poor, and not much has changed. My mom got high when I was in her womb, so I got some freebies. I was somewhat of a juvenile delinquent, but not so terrible. When my mom met Charlie, he had just got out of the prison, and she was hooking for dope money, in Golden Gate Park. The summer of love, was a bummer for my ma, because she got locked up for turning a trick, and Charlie didn't even write her when she got out of Alameda County. By then the group had moved down the coast to Los Angeles. After bouncing around working at clubs up and down the strip, the Whiskey a go-go, and Pandora's Box, and several others, she eventually ran into Gypsy and she told her that they were living at Dennis Wilson's in Malibu, or some fucking where, and that the scene was getting wild, with all of the bread, and industry type marks, for freaks, and weirdos. Dig it, I'll tell you more at a later date. Ok, so long, your pal Dickie Mac Richards
Nothing to lament- the Real message lives on (Peace Love & Liberation is not only possible, it is each One's inherent Right) Truth will never die world without end.
@@DG-lz4jx Your naivete, is very touching.
@@dickrichards9650 Naive? How? Your story is bullshit fail us worshiper.
I lived it. I grew up in San Francisco in the 1950's. Sunset district which was mostly Irish back then. My Dad was a S.F.P.D. police officer, and in 1967 he was in Narcotics division. The hippie thing was a farce! The Haight Ashbury had dirty Hippies, bare feet, drugged out roaming the streets. The sidewalks were all colored with chalk. Now us local guys had hotrods and cruised the city. Everyone got high back then. You could walk at night time through the city and a stranger would smoke a joint with you. I lost many friends or people I knew to Heroin, and seen many minds destroyed by LSD. The guys I ran around with just smoked weed, like panama red, light green ultra, and smoked Hash. Lids were 10 bucks. My friends had rooms with the posters on the walls, with Black lights, and we would listen to Jimi Hendrix. It was a turbulent time with the Vietnam War, and civil rights. When at the summer of love in 1967, when I entered the park, behind the band stand were the Hell's Angels and Gypsy Jokers bike gangs. The Angles got in fights, and were grabbing guys girls and making out. ( Free Love) people dancing nude, whole crowd of 15 thousand with cloud of weed over the area. People passed out, falling out of trees, drinking Red Mountain wine, and some people stabbed by some of the city gangs. To me it was a time when we got together to get high. Even sniffing testers glue, which we used to build models. In the late 1960's bad drugs were going around, and we had racial problems at ocean Beach. Drugs are a escape from things and reality. As a cops son seeing all what went on in the city, us locals had the experience of a life time, but the hippie movement and taking LSD, and other drugs was destructive. The city I knew was a different world back then. and in march of 1971, at night time, I was looking out the window at the soft yellow street lights, smoking some panama red, listening to the " Doors" Riders on the Storm". July 12th, I was in The marines for three years, and missed vitenam by 6 months. OH-the stories I could tell.
Jack, thanks for sharing your story. I lived in Millbrae just south of S.F. back in the 1950's to 1965. Joined the Air Force in Sept. of '65. Came home on leave in '67 and walked around San Francisco. Things had really changed. I was having a better time serving in the A.F. The hippie thing looked differently to my friends who grew up there than it did to the rest of the country. Some laughed at them. Others felt a little sorry for them. I thought they were chasing after a dream. I got out of the A.F. in '69 and came home. Very strange scene. All this peace and love. Groovy. But at the same time there was the Charlie Manson Family and the Zodiac killer. Strange Days indeed Jim Morrison.
Jack roper......you lost me @ I lived it .
Jack roper I wanna hear them
Great story man, I was a kid in the mid sixties but I had older siblings, and I always was grateful for them giving me all their records when they left home to go in the service or college. Summer of Love music scene I had a lot of the San Francisco sound bands, 9 year old kid with a hell of a record collection. I remember in 1968 in downtown Seattle this cop kicking the crap out of a hippie, i think he was protesting the Vietnam war. You wrote about things changed when the harder drugs came into play. We had a neighbor back then lost their daughter to heroin. it was sad to see this nice family heartbroken because of the false promise of heroin. But, may there be another Summer Of Love . . . . someday again.
Jack Roper Was there human feces everywhere like there is today from the ILLEGALS?
What a wonderful moment.
Back in the days when San Francisco was beautiful. 🌛🌜♥️
The freaks and liberals ruined San Francisco.
@@chrisyonts9652 who are the freaks?
Could anyone please tell me where the music at 1:43 is from?
Did you find it out
@@anandkumarsingh0904 Not yet :(
If you will ever find it out, let us know please!
@@rudigerschmitz1997 Of course!
I967 war ein schönes und aufregendes Jahr für mich , danke an all die vielen Bands !
Any1 knows what song is playing in the soundtrack first 2 minutes?
no idea
Two things that come in mind is Beatles and Hendrix
Brandon Post Joplin, Sabbath.
Gershwin and Porter.
So many cute women and girls, especially the hippie girls did not shave their legs and they still looked cute. No ugly black marker tattoos. Brades and flowers painted on their faces. Was only 4-5 yrs old but remember well. The hippies were more colorful than my coloring books and Crayola crayons. They offered a bigger variety of colors especially on their cars and vans. They brought so much color to my dull life as an only child. They may have wrong about other drugs but they were right about Marijuana.
I love the Vibe, Earthiness & Natural ( inner & outer ) Beauty of Hippie Women. OnE LovE from NYC
I was 17 yrs old living in northern California and saw all the great musicians of the day in person. I also met the bikers. The back and forth reminded me of those little birds that sit on the back of Rhinoceroses. All of our heroes died young from drugs or assassinations. Look what we have today. Something's happening here. The times they are a changing
You will not change the world by politics, or for thst by religious conversion, it must come from the hearts of men and women. Only then will you learn to face the doors of perception with spirit and truth.
Steven Perry
The Doors of Perception. Hmmmmmm......sounds familiar.
Monterrey Pop was a treasure, a sparkling gem of musical history. So many unforgettable performances from barely known artists who went on directly from Monterrey to the top of their careers.
1967 - Downtown San Francisco was crowded with mostly young people. 2021 - Downtown San Francisco is crowded with mostly homeless encampments and all their waste.
I STRONGLY agree with other comments ... we need another summer of love and a reawakening AGAIN ! ☮️✌️👍
LOL the whole thing was nothing but an attempt to try and legitimize laziness, debauchery, and licentiousness. It's the very LAST thing we need.
@@abbadabbba232 It's obvious you don't know what you are talking about.
@@smesui1799 LOL gotta love it when people tell you you're wrong but don't bother to explain HOW you're wrong. Any doofus can do that.
The whole movement eventually deteriorated into violence and self-destruction because ultimately it was a lie. It wasn't founded on selflessness and love for others, it was founded on nothing but pure debauchery and selfishness. It was a complete failure as far as accomplishing anything other than drug addiction and ruined lives.
@@abbadabbba232 go bother others who said it before me. aka ... stop stalking me !!
@@smesui1799 LOL stalking? Now that's rich!!!!
Is there a chapter 2 to come? Seems rather short.
The hippie movement was the greatest cultural revolution in America 's history since the post world war 2 era since it enabled that country to reassessed its core values regarding its perceptions of morality where people were stigmatized because of race and social class this movement by these young Angelic Rebels not only influenced the American society but my country as well although i was just a kid during that time my only regret is that such movement did not continue to the end of the century because if it did America would not be what it is today
I'm surprised a Trump fan hasn't chimed in with a "Libtard" or "Snowflake" comment - yes hippies were naive, but a lot of the ideals proposed weren't crazy - respect for the environment, simpler living -less wasteful consumption, healthy sustainable food. Radical thinking we could use today. As with all movements people motivations vary greatly, and all weren't so noble. Sad
Man, what an idiotic comment. Liberals today are regressive morons who call for big government, suppress freedom of speech, and make everything about race. They are nothing like the hippies of the 60s. I am a classical liberal and leftists today don’t stand for any of the values I believe in.
Sutterjack you have to be a stupid fuck!!!
Right on, man! Tell those libtards they're not anything evennclosevto being 'liberal'- they're useful idiots for the neo-commies.
@@rhianayoung1846
Saul Alinski
Sutterjack
Well, I voted for him but I don't call any of my liberal friends names. In the 60's we valued our friends and respected each others opinions. It's still about peace love and harmony and no you can't have my vinyl record collection/original beatle boots/Nehru shirt/Striped bellbottom pants. Hahaha
What‘s that song startet at 0:40? It‘s great! Want to have it on cd.
Sounds like Hendrix doing an instrumental? I agree -- sounds great.
I need this spiritual awakening 🌸🌸
There are still 83 million of us baby boomers. That was my 17th birthday 1 14 1967. Grew up in the east bay. Was there. Got to see this up close. Things were so much slower. Miss it.
In other parts of the country it was known as the Long Hot Summer of 1967 due to all the riots occurring that summer.
I guess thats why summer of 2020 was also sarcastically called “Summer Of Love” due to all riots right after George Floyd death
How can I watch the whole documentary? I cannot find any way to stream it, PBS or otherwise.
Hey, this is an amazing video. I wanted to ask if I could use a few scenes for a music video of an original song. That would be amazing because it transports the message of the song perfectly:-) Looking forward to hear from you. Much love :)
I'd sure like to know the source of the opening riff.
Thanks.
man tries to find the fulfillment of life in money, drugs, sex, but having a relationship with God fulfills all.
Was thinking the same. So interesting to see that you posted this comment just a couple of hours ago too!
Amen
lol and what kind of experiences to some people have on lsd
hippies were also about spirituality
lol you just ERASING IMPORTANT ASPECTS ?
@@ttllymxico Christians don't even respect other religions which also form relationships with God. Their inability to acknowledge substance-induced mystic experiences isn't even the half of it!
PBS gives us great history!
Turn on, tune in, drop out
I graduated high school in '67. Just digging cars & girls. Loved the music, but was immune to the message until I got drafted in '69. A "long strange trip" indeed.
Forward ahead to 2023. Here is a world wanting more than consumption. Searching for a mix of comfort with peaceful treatment of others and tenderness toward life on a vulnerable planet. The youth still want free love, respect, acceptance, but know that the hippie lifestyle was unsustainable from a functional point. Where do people go to the bathroom ?? Where and how to we create food ?? Where can we get health care ?? How do we shelter from storms ?? Each generation learns from previous generations, but also want to create something new. We do know that men love to be with women. Women want men. Love romantically and brotherly is an essence that passes on each and every decade. Formed by the Holy Redeemer who is known as king of love.
It's a shame the neighborhood went ahead with promoting a "summer of love" in the Haight to begin with. If there had been no "summer of love" who knows how much longer the good vibes might have lasted before breaking down so quickly.
Anyone know where i can find the soundtrack or songtitle from the first minute?
I remember seeing what looked like a PSA (public service anouncment) that ran in the early 70's on TV. It was about Haight Ashbury and it was narrated by Jack Webb (Dragnet). It was as if they were talking about the poor conditions in a third world country. The poverty and suffering kids, in the wake of the "Summer of Love" gone sour.
Not at all. ❤️✌🏻🌈🌹. A complete mischaracterization !
@@ClaudiaMitchell-jn7fw tell that to the newspapers that reported it and the community that had to rebuild years later. It was a mess.
@@svjim1 They’d never listen.✌🏻
@@svjim1 they wouldn’t have listened.
I know.
I'm A Tail-End "Late Boomer"....My Family Didn't Visit San Francisco Till The Summer Of 1968 When We Escorted My Brother To The Airport To Fly Off For His Tour In The Military In Vietnam....I Don't Remember If There Were Still Hippies & Flower Children & Love-Ins In San Francisco Then - Or The Up & Coming Rock Bands.... I Just Remember The Overwhelming Smell Of Fish, & The Sound Of Foghorns & The Golden Gate Bridge & My First Experience Of The Ocean! And The Fear Of Sending A Family Member Off To Fight A War Half A World Away To Possibly Never Return .... It Was A Scary Time!
We went from Hippies to Yuppies over night. What a contrast that was.
Does anyone know the song that starts at 0:40?
God how I WISH THAT I WAS THERE!!!
Music true today as then; it's like being there in a way.
What is the song/instrumental called at 1:50?
Those people didn't had phones but they seems they had life full of freedom and happiness...i'm so sad about the next generation slaves on the internet the biggest evil ever
Timothy Leary was sporting flowers in his hair too.
As a guy in his early 20s I find this so hard to watch. I fucking hate my boring, cellphone obsessed generation.
The dream faded but the music and the memories remain...
George Harrison visited Haight Ashbury in 1967 and described the hippies he met as "wankers".
and yet theres a store on Haight called Summer of Love with George painted on it lmao
George actually said that.!! He was hippish himself as he mixed with the hippys who were the first Hare krishnas.
August 1967..he couldn't wait to get out of there...
August 1967..with wife Patty in tow..they couldn't wait to get out of there ..the rot had all ready set in...
@@barbarapalmer8224 I remember the Krishnas. They were all vegetarians and danced down the street in yellow robes.
Love to know where the footage at 2:01 was from. Was that the Fantasy Fair and Magic Mountain Festival, or the Human Be-in?
I would trade my soul 1k or more times to be a teen during the 60s in the states
sounds like misguided desire
It was wonderful and scary at the same time.
Lamneichin Haokip Yes my friend it was Beautiful... Best time of my life!! Good Sex... Good Drugs..
Good rock and roll!!! Hendrix, Cream, Beatles, Coltrane...Damn I .is those days...and nights!!!
For me it was a wonderful time to be alive, to be a kid in the early 60's and start my teenage years at the end of the decade. Life was simple and natural, and the music was wonderful!
anyone know the name of the opening song?
Well it looks like we're about to live through another depression. Let's see how idealism fares under the reality of unemployment and want.
John I guess that means my 17 year old ass is gonna turn into some sort of hippie, though not as cool and probably more angry than peaceful.
What was the opening music?
I've been there!❤️
Turn on , tune in , drop out .It sounds like most of the homeless , that we have with us today .
With the global Covid-19 pandemic--I wonder if possibly this could be a catalyst for a complete reevaluation of what we value and how we live. The idealist in me hopes for this. I do believe for a brief window of time there was an energy and a vision to the 60's counterculture movement where it seemed possible that a mass transformation could possibly happen--if our current situation doesn't make people value life and community much more than they do I honestly don't think there's any hope for us!!
We need this movement even more now!
Anyone know if the intro background music is from a song(s)?
I Choose Peace😁💙🌸🌼
In the summer of 1967, thousands of young people from across the country flocked to San Francisco's Haight Ashbury district to join in the hippie experience, only to discover that what they had come for was already disappearing. And Charles Manson made his APPEARANCE !!