#Psychedelic Seventies

[wh0-is-lily]

'Marijuana,' (1968) & 'LSD and the Hallucinogens,' (1970)

[whimsigothwitch]

Jim Morrison, that’s it. that's the post

[nightisthenotion]

Pink Floyd in London, 1971

[cushfuddled]

An evil wizard cursed me to watch every show I become Obsess-y About make a dramatic U-Turn in its final act and fling itself over a cliff

So the fact that my ‘tism has glommed onto Arcane SOOO HARD this past month makes me!! Slightly nervous!! Hahahaha they’re gonna stick the landing right guys??? Guys???????

[nargisnasheen-mastam]

Every winter, without fail, my plans to grow out my hair in order to be a nymph by springtime are dashed to the ground, & my bi ass gets possessed by the ghost of this moody queen.

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

CLASS OF THE ORIGINAL DENIM SPACE PUNKS -- HOW THE SEVENTIES PROTO-PUNKS WORE IT.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a still roughly smooth-faced Ian Fraser "Lemmy" Kilmister, bass player/vocalist during his "heavy metal-space punk" HAWKWIND years, c. 1971-1975. Note Lem's look in this photograph as well, combining both American biker fashions with UK proto-punk style.

Source: https://x.com/ReturnofR/status/1700280351703376047.

[wh0-is-lily]

A psychedelic photo of Twiggy

[whimsigothwitch]

I'm curious, what kind of music do you listen to?

I grew up with a lot of music thanks to my father, who collected records that he always played. I love listening to 60s, 70s, psychedelic rock, but I do also love punk, grunge and goth music!

Artists/groups I love; The doors, Donovan, The runaways, Joan jett, Siouxsie and the banshees, Stevie nicks, Fleetwood mac, Cream, The electric prunes, The art of lovin', Electric light orchestra, Shocking blue, Kate Bush, Creedance clearwater revival, David Bowie, The Beatles, Mazzy star, Hope sandoval and the warm inventions, The mamas and the papas, The rolling stones, The sweet, Eagles, Billy Idol, Led Zeppelin, The hollies, Blondie, Pink Floyd, Duran Duran, Doe maar, The cranberries, The moody blues, The cramps, The velvet underground.

Being pagan, I also like to play these artists during the turning of the wheel to connect more with each sabbat; Lisa Thiel, Libana, Spiral Dance, Kellianna (elemental)

[woodencup]

Swims With the Birds

The Travel Agency - What's A Man Dragonfly - Time Has Slipped Away Relatively Clean Rivers - Journey Through The Valley Of O The Serpent Power - Flying Away Grateful Dead - Dark Star (Single Version) Los Vidrios Quebrados - She'll Never Know I'm Blue Hardwater - To Nowhere Affinity - I Wonder If I'll Care As Much

[mcmansionhell]

we've found it folks: mcmansion heaven

Hello everyone. It is my pleasure to bring you the greatest house I have ever seen. The house of a true visionary. A real ad-hocist. A genuine pioneer of fenestration. This house is in Alabama. It was built in 1980 and costs around $5 million. It is worth every penny. Perhaps more.

Now, I know what you're thinking: "Come on, Kate, that's a little kooky, but certainly it's not McMansion Heaven. This is very much a house in the earthly realm. Purgatory. McMansion Purgatory." Well, let me now play Beatrice to your Dante, young Pilgrim. Welcome. Welcome, welcome, welcome.

It is rare to find a house that has everything. A house that wills itself into Postmodernism yet remains unable to let go of the kookiest moments of the prior zeitgeist, the Bruce Goffs and Earthships, the commune houses built from car windshields, the seventies moments of psychedelic hippie fracture. It is everything. It has everything. It is theme park, it is High Tech. It is Renaissance (in the San Antonio Riverwalk sense of the word.) It is medieval. It is maybe the greatest pastiche to sucker itself to the side of a mountain, perilously overlooking a large body of water. Look at it. Just look.

The inside is white. This makes it dreamlike, almost benevolent. It is bright because this is McMansion Heaven and Gray is for McMansion Hell. There is an overbearing sheen of 80s optimism. In this house, the credit default swap has not yet been invented, but could be.

It takes a lot for me to drop the cocaine word because I think it's a cheap joke. But there's something about this example that makes it plausible, not in a derogatory way, but in a liberatory one, a sensuous one. Someone created this house to have a particular experience, a particular feeling. It possesses an element of true fantasy, the thematic. Its rooms are not meant to be one cohesive composition, but rather a series of scenes, of vastly different spatial moments, compressed, expanded, bright, close.

And then there's this kitchen for some reason. Or so you think. Everything the interior design tries to hide, namely how unceasingly peculiar the house is, it is not entirely able to because the choices made here remain decadent, indulgent, albeit in a more familiar way.

Rare is it to discover an interior wherein one truly must wear sunglasses. The environment created in service to transparency has to somewhat prevent the elements from penetrating too deep while retaining their desirable qualities. I don't think an architect designed this house. An architect would have had access to specifically engineered products for this purpose. Whoever built this house had certain access to architectural catalogues but not those used in the highest end or most structurally complex projects. The customization here lies in the assemblage of materials and in doing so stretches them to the height of their imaginative capacity. To borrow from Charles Jencks, ad-hoc is a perfect description. It is an architecture of availability and of adventure.

A small interlude. We are outside. There is no rear exterior view of this house because it would be impossible to get one from the scrawny lawn that lies at its depths. This space is intended to serve the same purpose, which is to look upon the house itself as much as gaze from the house to the world beyond.

Living in a city, I often think about exhibitionism. Living in a city is inherently exhibitionist. A house is a permeable visible surface; it is entirely possible that someone will catch a glimpse of me they're not supposed to when I rush to the living room in only a t-shirt to turn out the light before bed. But this is a space that is only exhibitionist in the sense that it is an architecture of exposure, and yet this exposure would not be possible without the protection of the site, of the distance from every other pair of eyes. In this respect, a double freedom is secured. The window intimates the potential of seeing. But no one sees.

At the heart of this house lies a strange mix of concepts. Postmodern classicist columns of the Disney World set. The unpolished edge of the vernacular. There is also an organicist bent to the whole thing, something more Goff than Gaudí, and here we see some of the house's most organic forms, the monolith- or shell-like vanity mixed with the luminous artifice of mirrors and white. A backlit cave, primitive and performative at the same time, which is, in essence, the dialectic of the luxury bathroom.

And yet our McMansion Heaven is still a McMansion. It is still an accumulation of deliberate signifiers of wealth, very much a construction with the secondary purpose of invoking envy, a palatial residence designed without much cohesion. The presence of golf, of wood, of masculine and patriarchal symbolism with an undercurrent of luxury drives that point home. The McMansion can aspire to an art form, but there are still many levels to ascend before one gets to where God's sitting.

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[mr-free-spirit]

While we're waiting 4 the next portions of other cartoons such as ROMEO+JULIET & The Wolf Who Flew 2 Earth, let's go ahead & do Part 3 of that other new story on the side just 4 fun.

This 1 stars Wolf of Joy's cousin, Strawberry WolfCake. It's a spoof on something I once saw 15 years ago. U'll find out its title later. ;)

#cartoon #rock #rockandroll #surreal #surrealism #surrealist #psychedelic #psychedelicrock #hippy #hippie #hippielife #seventies #wolf #wolves #nintendoswitch #supersmashbrothers #strawberry #pink #pinkfloyd #valentine #heartthrob #heart #cute #losangeles

[lookninjas]

Had a hard time stopping myself from overthinking this one, but I think we're finally there:

Pick a song from a bad description! You do not have to recognize any of the songs to vote. Just go by vibes. Pick whichever seems funniest to you. Or most relatable. Or whatever floats your yacht. At the end of the week, I will put all the songs in order from the song with the least amount of votes to the song with the most amount of votes, and share the playlist with you.

If you would like to hear the playlist when I'm done, leave a comment or put it in the tags of your reblog (or just write it in the reblog, whatever) and I will tag you when it's finished. If you're too curious and you just have to know about a song, send me an ask and I will answer.

Also, please reblog! The more votes I get, the less ties I get. (Usually. Last time we had three ties. Maybe all the descriptions were just that good, IDK.) But reblog it anyway. Inflict my weird music taste on your friends, followers, and mutuals. It'll be a good time.

Oh, and for those unfamiliar, let Get Smart! teach you how to frug.

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

WAY BACK TO THE "MUSIC FOR THE MIND" YEARS -- THE MAGAZINE FOR DEADHEADS.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on assorted covers of February issues of "Relix," a.k.a. "Dead Relix" magazine, featuring members of quintessential American rock band, the GRATEFUL DEAD. Members include, from top to bottom:

Bob Weir (February, 1979)

Phil Lesh (February, 1986)

Mickey Hart (February, 1995)

Jerry Garcia & Pigpen McKernan (February, 1983)

Source: https://x.com/GratefulDead/status/1625259285126033408.

[wh0-is-lily]

An advertising poster for, 'Groupie,' by Jenny Fabian and Johnny Byrne, 1970 Tagline: “Make Love, Make Music, No War!”

[shamanluna-radio-prog]

Jim Morrison, that’s it. that's the post