PBS is running a documentary on what has come to be known as the “Black Woodstock.” Fascinating. I was eight years old when this was filmed (1972). This film captures a vanished era. ALong the way, we experience the bittersweet paradoxes of hope and sadness, beauty and corruption ever present in the human condition. There is something about watching films and documentaries from this era, that fills me with a sense of longing. So many people were dreaming and hoping for a better world. I realize there were just as many problems then as now, but it stirs a longing deep in me, deeper than an era–rooted in Eden and looking toward the New Jerusalem.
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September 9, 2004 at 3:03 pm
I know what you mean about people during the early 1970s “dreaming and hoping for a better world.” I remember those days, and to me that sentiment was reflected in the popular music of the time–some really beautiful work. You’re right, too, in seeing that ultimately what people longed for then as now was really Eden. Peace. Milton–>