"FRIDAY, JULY 22nd 'Mumbai to Negril East to West - Indian & Reggae' Quintessence.
I noticed this in my local newspaper - lol I might go. Quintessence location is in this place I used to hang out at 1966-1969 times. What a scene the place was! Different name in those times though... in restropect, I feel "what a time" to come of age... we had a GREAT time in the late 1960's.. really and truly
The Vietnam War and all the the protesting, exterminations a/k/a Ohio State University... college campuses all protesting against this war...
Most of you are probably too young to realize what it was like. And then we had T Leary himself and Osley in the area with the directive "turn on and tune out"..
And a good proportion of us did just that back in those times! And in those early/late 1960 times, the lsd was pure, not the crap that came about in later times.
And (please don't laugh).... we actually saw, felt, GOD. Ha Ha, I knew you would all laugh...
But really and truly, as a teenager in NY with all this "tune in and drop out" stuff going on... and all the 1960's "BE In's" in this park and that park... and being right in Woodstock vicinity, not to mention Merry Prankster's area, and all this "tune in drop out"............
I must say, I had an exceptional time during the late 1960's and 1970's through to 1979.. I see / observe the students where I work & what they are doing in their twenty year of age & I am most grateful of what it was like back when I was their age!]
Any student who didn't perform well in high school, or their parents didn't have enough money to ensure their college educational expenses were drafted... "NAM" became their immediate reality.
Like immediately............ You couldn't be a socially responsible person without putting up a fuss. The system SUCKED. I can't tell you the number of men, both black and white, that were drafted and came back "different men", like "totally f'd up" for sure and for life.
I actually "lucked out" as a daughter of US immigrants. Once those students were murdered at Ohio State University by the National Guard, my parents ok'd, encouraged me to GET OUT OF THE US ASAP. So off to Jamaica I went and loved it! In that time frame though, Negril was a really very quiet fishing village with only one or two or three vehicles passing through town on a day to day basis.
No phone service other than in Sav, only residents long time Negril families & their offspring, so a different time from what we see now.