If you remember the 60s
People today are still living off the table scraps of the sixties. We may not be able to defeat these swine, but we don't have to join them. . I see nothing wrong with songs you can't do that with either—songs that, if you took the . out to find this home that I'd left a while back and couldn't remember exactly where it was. How well I remember Stockport and Manchester in the 60s. You know, it wasn't the sex in those days, it was the music and the fun and the The Bar above Takis nightclub was the place to meet on a Friday night, when we could afford it or Went to the Twisted Wheel, Cavern, they would not let us in the Oasis Club. First they were unakmw machines for observation and reconnaissance' but It lacked that business of, "With all this horrifying going on, we're really pulling your leg. You know, I can't remember when I didn't like to hear a scary story, and all Warren black-&-white line of the mid-' 60s, artist George Evans was friend to.
I mean, it's just kind of absurd. It changed my life like it changed everyone else's. On the influence of Jack Kerouac on him, as quoted Grasping for the Wind: Paul [Minnesota] in and it blew my mind. It was the first poetry that spoke my own language. The streams, the forests, the vast emptiness. The land created me. I'm wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I'm more at home in the vacant lots. But I have a love for humankind, a love of truth, and a love of justice.
I think I have a dualistic nature. Who cares about the character?
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Just get up and act. Bob Dylan, interview with Bill Flanagan. It's peculiar and unnerving in a way to see so many young people walking around with cellphones and iPods in their ears and so wrapped up in media and video games. It robs them of their self-identity. It's a shame to see them so tuned out to real life. Of course they are free to do that, as if that's got anything to do with freedom.
The cost of liberty is high, and young people should understand that before they start spending their life with all those gadgets. Rolling Stone 14 Mayp. One [ edit ] It wasn't money or love that I was looking for. The inner voice seems to be saying: Has it always been like that?
So I never had any choices, any real serious decisions. And then there were the other appetites; for women, for beauty, for sunlight, for applause, for fame, for solitude, for spiritual enlightenment — you know, all the other appetites arose.
Afterwards you begin to realize that your own fame is very limited compared to people who have really achieved world recognition. So what is your fame compared to Mohammed Ali — insignificant, and compared to Marlon Brando. When you were young in Montreal, and nobody knew who you were except the four other poets, then you really felt that your fame had some weight.
What made you decide to go to hydra? Like most things, it was more or less accidental. I had come to London, and I was living there and working on my first novel, and it seemed to me that it never stopped raining — in fact it was some of the rainier seasons they had, but… I grew up in Montreal where there is snow, and you know how to heat your house, but in England or in London, there were continuous rain, but nobody seemed to have heating.
And I said [laughter], how did you get that expression, everybody else is white and sad. And I had a scholarship, I had a government prize at the time, so I had at ticket that took me to Rome and Athens and Jerusalem. What did you see when you got off the boat? And the table that you sat at, that was the table that you wanted to lean on, and the wine, that was ten cents a gallon, was the wine that you wanted to drink, the price you wanted to pay.
And then I started to bump into these wonderful people, like Marianne and her husband at the time Axel Jensen, and many other people, who also felt not at all like foreigners. The people that I bumped into, both the Greek and the foreigner, had the feeling of the people that I was meant to be with.
It was a great sense of inevitability and hospitality, although it never really occurred to me, just - this is the place were I was meant to be. I rented a house for 14 dollars a month. Chairs that Van Gogh painted. And I had my typewriter, and I got to work. And very easily and swiftly a kind of ritual raised where I got up very early in the morning, and then go to the beach, have a drink, look at the girls, talk to the men, you know — it was a very free and happy and disciplined life at the same time.
And everybody was doing the same thing. There were very few people there at the time who were just drinking, just vacationing, there was a group of foreigners who was doing their serious work there, serious painters who would work hard all day and drink at night and play at night, so it was a very good atmosphere for a young writer.
I got up early in the morning, and people would start drinking in the evening, when the sun went down, and there would be a little table in the port where we were centered around an Australian couple, the Johnsons - who Marianne might have spoken about - around that table gathered a group of people, mostly writers and painters. And there were wonderful conversations, a lot of drinking, a lot of abandon and dancing and drunkenness. Eh… everyone was looking for some kind of amorous opportunity of course, people paired off and split up and paired off again — that kind of very exciting, sometimes painful activity It was a free life?
It was very free, one felt very free. And foreigners were tolerated, somehow, in fact they seemed to be the amusement of the natives. We seemed to be their entertainment, in a certain sense, down at the port. I mean, we were tolerated. Do you remember the first time you saw Marianne? I remember seeing Marianne several times before she saw me, and I saw her with Axel and with the baby, with Axel senior and the baby, the "barn" — and thinking "what a beautiful holy trinity they are", and it fit in perfectly with any other beautiful vision available, to see the three of them come sailing down the port.
They were all blond and beautiful and suntanned [laughter]. I saw Marianne several times before she saw me, but I do remember bumping into her at "Catsicus" was the grocery store. What do you remember from the situation? She Marianne still has a mind [laughter], to me everything is blur. What was it with Marianne that you saw? Oh, Marianne was terrific, and of course one never, at that age one is mostly interested in beauty.
But Marianne had some wonderful family qualities, and the home that she made was very very beautiful, very old fashioned. There was such a sense of order and generosity, that she had, that she still has. How did you start to meet? Everyone there had very special unique qualities.
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These are naturally the feelings of youth, but in this setting, in this glorious setting at Hydra, all these qualities that youth naturally can claim, they were magnified, and they sparkled, and everyone to me looked glorious, and all our mistakes were important mistakes and all our betrayals were important betrayals and everything we did was informed by this glittering significance. There was no sense that she was playing her beauty, or maybe she was so brilliant at it that no one saw. But you meet people, men and women, that are aware of their physical and use it, but with Marianne one felt a real modesty, that she was unaware of how good she looked.
It was indisputable that she was beautiful and you wanted to be, in that gradient orbit, but she never presented it that way. In fact, when we got into trouble, it was about language. Both of us had work to do. I had no money at the time, in fact I have no money now, and I was working hard, and she was looking after the house, and in Hydra there was an activity to produce every effect, you had to go down to the port to shop, you had to bring your basket, you had to pump the water, you had to clean the glass on the oil-lamps.
So to maintain an ordinary life involved a lot of work, wonderful work. So we were both very, very busy making this household operate, just getting the water into the pot took a certain kind of effort, which was a very sweet effort. It had that quality, every drop of water you knew was from the rain, and you stored it under the floor in that kind of cistern or you bought water that came up on a donkey.
So life had that quality that was very nourishing. We seemed really enjoy doing those things together, although we never ever spoke of those things. We were just living a life How was it to get a child, all of a sudden? It also seemed alright, it seemed natural, it seemed okay.
How do you remember little Axel? He was very bright, very alive. Our relationship was not…secure. I honestly do not recall very much about the past. As you get older you begin to understand where your strengths lay.
You know, I could fake on. To me it comes down to like a table, and a woman and a man and a child, and I know I was there, but much else I really do not know.
And there is a sense of deep respect I have for the situation and all the people in it. I have no sense of regret, I have no sense that I did something wrong or she did something wrong or I did something right, or she did something right. I place no exterior values. The only thing that raises in my heart, if I can locate anything, is respect.
That something happened there that was worthy of deep respect and gratitude. At the specifics Marianne has a much better memory than I do. You even drove her from Greece back home to Norway? That was a wonderful drive. Although I remember us quarreling a lot.
But I remember coming in to Oslo, and I remember another time coming into Oslo by train, from Yugoslavia, and my coat was stolen in the train, and I got into Oslo in the middle of a snowstorm without a coat, I remember that.
So my memories are very, eh…, unimportant somehow. I know there were all kinds of problems, we were kids, we were kids trying to… — the period was a period where the old forms were overthrown. So none of those relationships survived, except in the sense that we honor them, and we recognize the nourishment of those experiences.
Would you like a little more coffee? The periods of separations became longer and longer, and then somehow it collapsed. Kind of weightlessly, like ashes falling. She was in Oslo, I was in New York struggling to make a living, and she was, I suppose, struggling to find some sort of situation, to take care of the child, and the distances grew and grew until we were leading different lives. Both you and Axel Jensen were the creative ones, while she has been called a muse… She is that kind of figure.
Looking at her from a distance of 40, 45 years almost, I see how very very rare those qualities are.
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She had and has a very very rare…, and I have met a lot of men and women since then. But she was brought up by her grandmother in Larkollen, she was brought up during the war, and she just knew things about the moment, about graciousness, about service, about hospitality, about generosity — that you learn from your grandmother in the country.
And the grandmother who obviously was also in touch with a more ancient world, where those values were even more honored and observed. So Marianne inherited this very ancient sense of service and generosity, and it was totally natural, it was in the skin.
Just the way she put the plate on the table or poured the wine or… And she had that other side too, where she drank wine and danced and became wild and beautiful and threatening and dangerous if you were a man with her. She might not have felt inadequate to every situation, but that inadequacy provided tremendous love from other people.
So these things, they have many sides. Marianne told me you sent her a telegram from Montreal, "Have house all I need is my woman and her son. I remember that very very clearly [laughter]. How did you like it? For someone who was not from the region, and who studied literature at the university to come to Oslo and go to the national theatre and se Ibsen, that was incredible. Those are just touristic things, but important to me. You know, the snow falling, the king lived up there… I always thought that was wonderful.
Did you feel welcome in Olso? Oh yeah, more than welcome. But I think Oslo, or Norway is one of those places. I mean, nobody goes out of the way to be courteous, but there is a natural decency, I compare to Canada, there is a natural decency still that has not been overthrown by the modern paranoia.
Probably will be soon, things seem to be going that way, but still you can get the feeling of hospitality. What were you like as a young man? As a young man? It was not a pop-culture, and I like Marianne had an old-fashioned education. Times were changing so we started going to the top of the town, trying to be real grown up.
I missed the wheel and the people, they were great days, love this site, it revives old memories. The music was just out of this world - all the best soul music - I remember going down the steps at Brasenose street being greeted by the four tops and all the Atlantic soul artists. Then remember falling asleep on the coffee bar couch at the new wheel to the sounds of Frankie Valli. Does anyone remember the Who when the Jigsaw first opened. They trashed the place!!!
Those were the days my friends and we thought they would never end. Yes, I remember all the venues mentioned above - and then some! Sometimes its pretty hard to believe that all this took place a lifetime ago. Lovely people, a great scene.
A wonderful world indeed - and I mourn its passing. Just returned to UK after 30 yers as long term expat. We never missed an all nighter in about 6 years, great times? We loved The "Twisted Wheel" saw Goergie Fame there and remember he never seemd to open his eyes when he played. I rmember standing on a higher level trying to peer though the people.
Remeber seeing Lulu at "Mr Smiths" I think it was my 21st birthday and my dad took me my best friend and my two sisters out for the night. She was absolutely brilliant. Also went to "The Blue note" well I think that was the venue. They had Spencer Davis on too. I love those times. Takis used to be open at lunchtimes, so it was good place to have a pint and listen to some good music.
Evenings, I would travel in and usually end up at Top of the Town or Rowntrees. Virtually impossible to do any serious Northern Soul dancing due to lack of floor space. Used to get my vinyls from Rare Records near Victoria station. I also remember venues like Mr. I used to get bespoke mohair suits made up at Alexandre in Ashton remember the colours?
Still got all the records, still play them. Don't dance so much though. Paul Swarbrick I have just read Paul Swarbricks account of when he was working on Whitworth St in Manchester and how he used to go to Takis at lunchtime and enjoy the music. I was really pleased to read that as I was the DJ during those lunchtime sessions. Does anyone recall the Miss Supertakis beauty contest that we had, I arranged that together with Mr Paul Partakis who was the Manager and part of the family that owned the group of clubs.
Peter In Wythenshawe in the mid '60s there were lots of venues ,usually based on church youth clubs. Many of the bands that feature in your A-Z played there. We used to watch live bands 5 nights a week, our routine was Wednesday - St Johns,Benchill. Thursday - William Temple,Woodhouse Park.