I was laying in bed, dying from the heat and the fever combined when suddenly my mind slipped back to my bedroom in Quessy Centre in northeastern France. Radio Caroline was blaring away as I was working on my homework and this song popped up. I had to smile ...
I was just starting to question the world which surrounded me, to observe all and most importantly to think. I may have hated my years in France, but at the same time was a gift of time which allowed my mind to develop to what it is even to this day. This was one of the early protest songs - I would hate to think what that song would sound like if it had been written contemporary with our times!
From 1965 and a one hit wonder for the Seeds ...
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