2007-06-05

hippie_chick: (Drew Barrymore / daisies)
2007-06-05 08:01 am
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Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

Take Me Back Tuesday @ The Music Memoirs

Going back to the 60s again on the Memoirs.

1967 is the year....

What albums would you be spinning...or did you spin (depending on your age)

1967 was an excellent year musically. The harbinger of the "Summer of Love" was Sgt. Pepper, so no doubt that would be on the turntable. Also:

Magical Mystery Tour - The Beatles
The Doors - The Doors
Strange Days - The Doors
The Velvet Underground and Nico
Surrealistic Pillow - Jefferson Airplane
Axis: Bold as Love - Jimi Hendrix Experience
Little Games - The Yardbirds
Flowers - The Rolling Stones
Between The Buttons - The Rolling Stones
Disraeli Gears - Cream
The Who Sell Out - The Who




The Monkees or The Beatles...which would be..or which was your favorite band or do you like them both.

The Beatles are my favorite band. But I do love me some Monkees.






What song do you think sums up the feeling of the Summer Of Love the best?

San Francisco (Be Sure To Wear Some Flowers In Your Hair) written by John Phillips, recorded by Scott McKenzie.

If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there


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hippie_chick: (Amadeus / gigglesnort)
2007-06-05 12:15 pm
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BPAL Bastille Update!

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab


PRIVILEGE
Polished party-girl sleaze. This is a shameless scent, devoid of caution, regret, or introspection. This perfume reeks of tabloid glamour, and has no substance whatsoever. Armoise, tuberose, white citrus, rose absolute, oakmoss, tiare, vanilla, linden, and lemon tree blossom.

Although this scent originated with fine plants and the pure essences, the final result is a grotesque, eerily empty caricature of a debauched, narcissistic would-be debutante.




PRUNO
Jailhouse hooch. Distilled in toilets, this vintage is comprised of chow line droppings, including oranges, apples, ketchup, and sugar.

Haha! OMG.

How much do I love [livejournal.com profile] kebechet ? She's just that awesome and full of win. This is fabulous. And a portion of the proceeds are going to a good cause, aiding California women's shelters. Both will be live for the duration of Paris Hilton's sentence.

"Money shouldn’t exempt you from basic human decency, and it certainly shouldn’t shelter you from justice."

Agreed!