Saturday, January 01, 2011
In reading a bit here and there recently about this l965-66 period in Los Angeles, I'm struck how many people wax poetic and write, sometimes successfully, energetic and colorful vignettes about the two-days they spent being a beatnik or a hippie and the eccentric characters they encountered before they went back to whatever they were doing before.
The people of that era to me were just people, and as for the beats, it seems fitting that most of the footage is in black and white. Look at this little film clip ... these are just people. They don't seem particularly far out, do they? The artist in this film, a sensitive man, was essentially crushed by being arrested on a charge of obscenity, and his friends noticed his art ever after was affected by this experience.
http://www.beatera.org/venice/venice.html
In 1966, bongo drums were outlawed in Venice. Or I should say it was now illegal to play bongo drums anywhere outside. ¶ 1/01/2011 01:49:00 PM
The people of that era to me were just people, and as for the beats, it seems fitting that most of the footage is in black and white. Look at this little film clip ... these are just people. They don't seem particularly far out, do they? The artist in this film, a sensitive man, was essentially crushed by being arrested on a charge of obscenity, and his friends noticed his art ever after was affected by this experience.
http://www.beatera.org/venice/venice.html
In 1966, bongo drums were outlawed in Venice. Or I should say it was now illegal to play bongo drums anywhere outside. ¶ 1/01/2011 01:49:00 PM
