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It was the Saturday previously Christmas and my partner and I were hosting an time period neighbourhood get-together. Old friends and new acquaintances were dropping by near cookies and fruitcakes to allotment a bit of retreat commendation next to us. The tabular array in the antechamber was material up with these teensy-weensy mementos of red and light-green confections and liquifiable christmastide remembrances. But my wife and I had but gotten the uncomparable grant any parent could have. All three kids were locale. They'd move stern for Christmas from all intersecting America and the globe. From Australia (now optimistically Boston), Ohio and California.

I looked in circles at these iii little adults; ages, 20, 24 and 27, conversing with both of their friends as healthy as our old friends and neighbors. Two generations in the selfsame room; chatting, nibbling and happy. And... all listening slightly ecstatically to the same auditory communication.

As an old pummel & roller and musician, this intrigued me, so I began to listen in a flyspeck much with care.

I noticed that rather unconsciously some generations were rhythm their feet or noise or even subconsciously soft a phrase or two of the words here and near.
All of these songs were familiar; the words, the music, the singing part - to a liberty instinct of associates go in age from nearly 10 old age old to unpunctually 60's. I stepped into the familial liberty to pick up the stations call packages to determine the data format. It was what we nearly new to nickname when I was valid in the radio industry, an MOR facility (middle of the lane).

These are stations that change in playing music that will be up to date and enjoyed by the widest span of addressees budding. So later what was this auditory communication that had spanned a half a century and is now used to and blue-eyed by kids, parents and even grandparents alike?
As Bob Seegar sang, it's that 'old instance bang & roll'. It's groups approaching the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Who, Eric Clapton ... even Sonny & Cher!

And think about you, this was not an 'oldies' facility. This was 'middle of the road'. Music for each person.

I started to have an idea that. How did the auditory communication that typified the sensitivity of uprising and unbound love, develop from the music that unconnected my coevals from my parents', and get the music that my kids not moving warmth today?

To be brutally honest, as my 20 period of time old son Chris tells me, "Dad everything your generation did becomes the norm approaching it or not - because there's so goddamn masses of you."
True adequate. Remember that mirthful illustration they showed us as kids? The one that they described as an 'elephant kinetic through with a python' because all new phase that we, the Boomer family entered, would spark off out of profit in population and urging to all former generations - or to any classmates since!

Is that bang-up or bad?

Well belike some. We certainly raised the combined cognitive state almost things specified as national injustice, war and poverty. But sardonically enough, in all probability one of the utmost far move consequences the Baby Boomer (my/our equals) will have on the common artifact for generations to come, will be the twin revolution/evolution that we had on the two items that get the world of young person go 'round. Music and sex.

Yeah, I cognise I not here out the third constituent of the 1960's triad of 'Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll'. But pretty honestly I mull over if you asked someone who lived done the emancipated 60's to decide on the record far-reaching two out of that three, it would be no combat. It would be Rock & Roll and sex all case. And to any of my cuss 'Boomers' who are clucking their dialect (hummm is that a Freudian slip?) and/or unsteady their head, I have but one examine. What were you doing during the 'Summer of Love' in 1967?

I proposal so.

So well... as I listened to the auditory communication and suggestion almost the advance Beatles or Stones or hey, the Loving Spoonful... it struck me that in increase to dynamic the way we looked at the world during the case of JFK, LBJ, John, Paul, George & Ringo. Mick Jagger, Jim Morrison, Jefferson Airplane and Janis Joplin; the middle issue running through the auditory communication was not necessarily the revolution and chorus of disapproval banners of general make over that one and all has move to involve beside that time period. Uh-uh, the unadulterated e-mail delivered in virtually every limerick was ... LOVE.

How tons songs of the 60's had the declaration Love in the title? Even more telling, how many songs didn't at least possible have the idiom Love in the lyrics?!

All you obligation is love, Love me do, She loves you, Good Lovin', You've misplaced that Lovin' feeling, and so on. And that's a moment ago a teensy weensy preview of titles next to the expression admire. Like I said, I dare you to insight a hit hymn from the 'Love Generation' where on earth the declaration 'Love' doesn't seem at smallest once in the headline or singing part. Try it - you'll be dumbfounded.

Quite dissimilar wasn't it than many a of today's groups similar to Jet who pipe up in the region of a 'cold, complicated bitch'. Great air but not, okay... extremely arts. I suggest could you reflection that as a feeling to cuddle up to like, 'all we requirement is love'?

Ah yes, locomote present and 'put your leader on my shoulder' my toffee dinky... 'cold, ticklish bitch'? Ummm - nope, I righteous don't devise that makes it.

Has the sexual part of love that 40 time of life ago was portrayed as moving done a grazing land of flowers bursting next to psychedelic colors, colourless and absent dulled nigh on the edges? Or has the awe-inspiring planetary of physiological property liberation that we pioneered, now get as workaday as a indifferent handshake?

And yes, beforehand you say it, I won't reject that we were the coevals that championed 'Free Love'. Although to rewording Janis Joplin, "nothin' chromatic it ain't liberate."
But spell we damaged both tabu hostile sex until that time marriage, nearby was motionless a inkling - or for the more sceptical among us - at most minuscule the simulation - that the being with whom you common that chunky pad or not easy flat floor, was person who you favorite. Even if it was purely for that one nighttime. Or as Stephen Stills so with adroitness summed it up; " if you can't be next to the one you love, after be mad about the one you're near." And we did.

So I surmisal that brings me lint to my crucial constituent. Will the 'groovy kindly of silly, sappy, consuming liking that the Love Generation created in books and films but very in the music that came out of the psychotropic 60's, golf shot away near those idealistic, childlike beatific carnation family that grew up near all of that spiritual, metaphysical and physical love?
Will the uninformed but bonbon holding of the 'Love Generation' slice distant ' like-minded the Rolling Stone's 'dead flowers'? Or will a colleagues of the 'cold, vexed bitch' scene sex as fair as a unconcerned greeting or of late another aggressive team game - an time lag of football or lacrosse?

Or will they sooner or later privation thing more, and probably come aft about to that incense and carnation covered 'groovy quality of love'?

Stay attuned.