Oooh you're a naughty mess

early to bed l.n.d. and no booze so awake youngly this dawn/ listening cello song, nick drake/ there is such a lot of shite spoken about how the sixties was the dawn of open minded youth culture and so bollocks but the sooth be the best artists, drake, hendrix, beefheart, henry cow, we largely ignored, particualry in drake's crate/ the 'folkies' even refused to accept the best blues of act of the late 60's, junior wells, because of the way he dressed/ no doubt there were barriers broken but there are all the time and it has fuck all to do with decades, which is merely a neat way of compartmentailising to appeal to a consiousness with a love of simple binary choices/ i'm wary of any form of definition and particularly of movements (hippies, punks) who claim to be anti-establishment and in fact are even more facist in their tastes than the societies they claim to reject/ the human wanker, eh?/