
Movies always include a live performance on the theater's Wurlitzer pipe organ. As the film is about to begin, the console slowly descends below stage, as the organist finishes with the traditional song, San Francisco. Still, I prefer:
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Golly.
ReplyDeleteWhat a memory trip.
The days of cheap wine, flower strewn meadows and dancing as if nobody was watching (but checking to make sure they were).
I had forgotten what the Mommas and Pappas LOOKED like, however.
Nice interlude. Thanks, Jim.
Yup, sure takes us back in time. The days of free love, Vietnam and everybody dropping acid and smoking reefer, as my older sister used to call it! Wasn't in that generation, but do remember my sister's friends moving to California and visiting there. Wow, things have changed so much. No computers, i-phones, cell phones, blackberrys –nada. And don't forget Frank Zappa – number 9!
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