The 1970s: counterculture, music, peace & struggle |
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Jacob Schoolcraft
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So...it wasnt in the German musicians best interest to sing in their own language? Huh? Why? Because of success?
I found a lot of singing in the 70s to be questionable..but I assume that wasn't important to anyone of consequence. I thought Robert Plant was a lousy singer and I found it repulsive that a record executive or a manager would want you to sing like him. The music business in America was all about being commercial and or having a pretty face. Chi Coltrane had a pretty face and she turned her back on their demands. Years later she became a fan of Dream Theater 😃 In America the music business is a joke. |
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Yes, I think, it was quite typical that The New Left was organized besides the traditional left-wing parties. For instance in Denmark, it was not least in form of a new party, Venstresocialisterne (Leftsocialists), which was formed by some former, prominent members of the more traditional Socialistisk Folkeparti (Socialist People Party). Venstresocialisterne was much more radical than SF, and revolutionary, while SF's socialism strategy was based on reforms. Btw, I became myself a member of Venstresocialisterne in early '80s. |
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I reckon that not so few leftists were influenced by the hippies, but basically, the hippies and the political left-wing had rather different strategies for new society / better world. The hippies saw the changes not least to happen within the mind of individuals, or at most creating a counter-society in the midst of the current system, for instance in form of independent small communities like Christiania - even I think, that was as far as it could get; while for the left-wing, it was definitely about changing the organization of the whole society and especially the economic system.
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Atavachron
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Great time on the U.S. West coast. Somehow everyone assumed it would remain that way forevermore-- rock, drugs, culture, and fun in the sun.
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jamesbaldwin
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In 1972, when anarchists in Italy were still being blamed for the Milan bombing in 1969 (but it was a fascist bomb!), and when Commissioner Calabresi (who had arrested two of them, completely innocent), was killed by some armed militants, Francesco Guccini published this song that recalls a true story: an anarchist train driver hurling a locomotive at a train for rich people in the early 20th century. Crowds of left-wing demonstrators sing the song in chorus with clenched fists, shouting TRIUMPH THE PROLETARY JUSTICE! These lyrics became a cult. THE LOCOMOTIVE I don't know what face he had, not even what his name was, with what voice he spoke, with what voice he sang, how old he was then, what colour his hair was, but in my imagination I have the image of him: heroes are all young and handsome, heroes are all young and handsome heroes are all young and handsome... But I know the time of events, what his trade was: the early years of the century, engineer, railwayman, the days when the holy war of the beggars was beginning the train also seemed a myth of progress launched over the continents, hurled over the continents, hurled over the continents... And the locomotive seemed to be a strange monster that man mastered with thought and hand: roaring it left behind distances that seemed endless, it seemed to have within it a tremendous power, the same force as dynamite, the same force as dynamite, the same force as dynamite... But another great force was then spreading its wings, But another great force was then spreading its wings, words that said ‘all men are equal’ And against kings and tyrants burst in the street the proletarian bomb and lit up the air the torch of anarchy, the torch of anarchy, the torch of anarchy! A train every day passed through its station, a luxury train, a distant destination: he saw revered people, he thought of those velvets, the golds, thought of the meagre day of its people around, thought a train full of gentlemen, thought a train full of gentlemen, he thought of a train full of gentlemen... I don't know what happened, why he made the decision, perhaps an ancient rage, nameless generations that screamed revenge, blinded his heart: he forgot pity, he forgot his goodness, his bomb his steam engine, his bomb his steam engine, his bomb his steam engine.... And on the track stood the locomotive, the pulsing machine seemed to be a living thing, it looked like a young colt that as soon as it released the brake biting the rail with muscles of steel, with blind force of flash, with blind force of flash, with the blind force of a flash... And one day like the others, but perhaps with more rage in his body he thought he had a way to right some wrong. He climbed onto the sleeping monster, tried to push away his fear and before he thought about what he was going to do, the monster devoured the plain, the monster devoured the plain, the monster devoured the plain... The other train ran unaware and almost in no hurry, no one imagined they were heading for revenge, but at the Bologna station the news came in a flash: ‘emergency news, act urgently, a madman has thrown himself against the train, a madman has thrown himself against the train, a madman has thrown himself against the train...’ But meanwhile it runs, runs, runs the locomotive and hisses steam and seems almost a living thing And seems to say to the bent peasants the whistle that spreads through the air: ‘Brother, dont fear, I run to my duty! Let proletarian justice triumph! Let proletarian justice triumph! Let Proletarian justice triumph!’ And in the meantime he runs and runs and runs And he runs and runs and runs towards death And nothing now can hold back the immense destructive force, It waits only for the crash and then for the mantle Of the great comforter Of the great comforter of the great comforter... History tells us how the race ended The locomotive diverted along a dead line... With its last animal cry the car erupted lapilli and lava, exploded against the sky, then the smoke scattered the veil: they picked him up who was still breathing, they picked him up who was still breathing, they gathered him who was still breathing.... But we like to think of him still behind the engine as he runs the steam engine away And that one day more news will reach us of a locomotive, like a living thing, bombarded against injustice, bombarded with injustice, bombarded with injustice! Live version: (on the bass: Ares Tavolazzi, Area's bassist) Edited by jamesbaldwin - December 22 2024 at 17:01 |
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David_D
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A very fine song reflecting The New Left was by the African Osibisa - "Think about the People", on their debut album (1971), and an excerpt of the lyrics says: Now stop for a moment Think about the world Think about the people Think about their lives Stop for a moment Think about the system Think about your children Think about the whole wide world! Think about deception Think about pollution Think about radiation Think about destruction Think about revolution Think about a revelation Think about a solution Or think about a whole wide world! RIGHT NOW! |
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Probably the largest hippie community was established in Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco, and is by Wikipedia described like this: "Some of the earliest San Francisco hippies were former students at San Francisco State College[61] who became intrigued by the developing psychedelic hippie music scene.[52] These students joined the bands they loved, living communally in the large, inexpensive Victorian ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hippie#1958%E2%80%931967:_Early_hippies )
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Just listened to Never Mind the Bollocks...., really great album and probably the most rebellious music ever made, and certainly not to forget the punks when talking about the '70s counterculture.
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jamesbaldwin
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In Italy there wasnt punk movement... in 1976 there was the red terrorism on the streets... Love and bombs, orgasm and armed struggle... dream realised and machine-gun WHO SAID IT'S NOT THERE? (1976) It is in the bottom of your eyes on the tip of your lips it lies in the awakened body in the end of sin in the curve of your hips in the warmth of your breasts in the depths of your belly in the waiting for the morning. It lies in the dream realised It lies in the polished machine gun in the joy in the rage in the destruction of the cage in the death of the school in the refusal of work in the deserted factory in the house without a door It lies in the imagination in the music on the grass It lies in the provocation in the work of the mole in the history of the future in the present without history in the moments of drunkenness in the moments of memory It lies in the blackness of the skin in the collective feast It lies in taking the goods in the moments of memory the present without history in the moments of drunkenness in the instants of memory It lies in the blackness of the skin in the collective feast it lies in taking the goods it lies in taking the hand in pulling the cobblestones in the fire of Milan in the bars on the fascists in the stones on the jeeps It lies in the dreams of the hooligans and in the games of children in the knowing of the body in the orgasm of the mind in the most total desire in the transparent discourse but who said it's not there but who said it's not there? it's in the depths of your eyes on the tip of your lips it's in the polished machine gun in the end of the State it's there, it's there but who said it's not there? Edited by jamesbaldwin - January 09 2025 at 16:49 |
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Amos Goldberg (professor of Genocide Studies at the Hebrew University in Jerusalem): Yes, it's genocide. It's so difficult and painful to admit it, but we can no longer avoid this conclusion.
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There were some reasons for the red terrorism, both in Italy and Germany, but it was a terrible thing also from the perspective of fight for socialism or communism. |
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jamesbaldwin
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In the beginning, i.e. after 1968, armed formations were inspired by the Bolshevik revolution, they did not see themselves as terrorists but as revolutionaries, and they arose in the factories of the north, especially in my city, Milan (city of Pfm and Area). Then, over time, they turned from would-be revolutionaries into terrorists, but the state also practised terrorism in its own way, with the secret services placing bombs together with fascist exponents. The song I put above, which few people know today, became the symbol of the 1977 Movement that combined free love, feminism, revolution and armed struggle, in other words public and private spheres, and the lyrics are really representative of what was happening in Italy, I don't think it is easy to find similar lyrics in European or American rock music. |
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Hi, I think that the new music (away from the schlagger) was not going to be released in Germany by anyone, thus the only options would be England/America, and France for concerts and some sales. Since England/America were huge in terms of sales, it was a no brainer to make sure they could be heard and understood to a point. The commercial thing in America is a BAD joke! But it's real, and very sad, and has been worse since the Great American Radio Rape, when all the FM stations in America were bought by 1980, through commercial interests that turned all the stations to "classic rock" ... and they are ALL OF THEM still there doing it, and no one gives a damn, because the corporate accounts keeps the money going around and we still buy Pepsi and Coke and ... The "revolution" in America, never ended, but it was closed down, and gunned down ... and in some cases, doped down ... to kill it even more ... even today, in 2025, there are people putting down the 60's and 70's, and all that is a residue from the bad publicity. The only option at the time, was to turn things to the music, and the art music that became progressive, was one way out, but all of it, became more commercial once the FM stations were no longer there for the music. The sad thing is that it killed a lot of great music, and we're still discovering things these days, which should make you and I ask ... what happened? The media decided that Neil Young was a jerk, when the media was the problem! His heart was in the right place, but there weren't enough men to stand up for the art and the real feeling in our hearts ... that died away one day ... and the media blamed the students!
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Sex Pistols - "God Save the Queen" (excerpt) God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron A potential H bomb God save the queen She's not a human being and There's no future And England's dreaming Don't be told what you want Don't be told what you need There's no future No future No future for you (from the album Never Mind the Bollocks.... (1977)) Edited by David_D - 10 hours 46 minutes ago at 04:20 |
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