Monday, May 09, 2005

1974 is alive and well...

A while back I posted about some cool library book sale finds, including several old issues of Poetry. I mentioned that the 1974 issue I found had cover art that, well, placed it pretty firmly in the 1970s. I finally had a chance to scan the thing. Check this out:

Poetry, August 1974


jenni said...

Yea, that's totally 70's.

That's really cool too that you found those older issues. especially that really old one--

A. D. said...

Ok Adam, where's the other hand?

Charles said...

Oh! I thought God said Adam and Steve.

This makes things much more heterosexist...

Emily Lloyd said...

August 74--my birth month and year. That's about the size of it, yup.

Anne said...

Charlie, Adam and Steve (along with Anna and Eve) had the good sense to get their naked little butts out of that neighborhood. Not only was it snake-infested, there was a growing epidemic of bad, bad art. Apparently, though, there was a lovely little garden about a mile down the road that was just starting to get gentrified. And since Anna and Eve had all the power tools, it only made sense for them all to set up camp together.

Anyway, now y'all see what things were like when I was 13 and just starting to write poetry. It's a wonder I didn't end up considerably more scarred. :-P

jenni said...

i think adam is playing with himself while eve ponders how long the snakes tongue is.

Peter said...

Oh Anne: This is a hoot! What poets are in it?? (I was 15, btw)

Anne said...

Jenni! LOL.

Peter: It's quite a lineup -- John Ashbery, Rosamond Dauer, Alfred Corn, Estill Pollock, and Laurence Lieberman, with reviews by Lieberman (of Mark Strand & Rafael Alberti) and Gerrit Henry (of Ginsberg, Wright, Edson, Merwin, and Carter Ratcliff). With the exception of Rosamond Dauer, each poet is represented by only one long poem -- Ashbery's is particularly long ("Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror").

Now let's talk about what songs were on the Top 40 that year. Or ... not. ;)

Charles said...

Ha! I love it.

jenni said...

I wonder if that's the first publication of that Ashbery poem...if it is, that issue is definately worth what you paid for it.

Peter said...

1. Takin Care Of Business - Bachman Turner Overdrive (BTO)
2. The Loco-motion - Grand Funk
3. Some Kind Of Wonderful - Grand Funk
4. Piano Man - Billy Joel
5. Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas
6. Dancing Machine - Jackson Five
7. Jungle Boogie - Kool and the Gang
8. Can't Get Enough Of Your Love Babe - Barry White
9. Another Saturday Night - Cat Stevens
10. Cat's In The Cradle - Harry Chapin
11. Rock The Boat - the Hues Corporation
12. Hooked On A Feeling - Blue Sude (1990's "the dancing baby song")
13. Billy Don't Be A Hero - Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods
14. TSOP (The Sound of Philadelphia) - MFSB
15. Bennie and the Jets - Elton John
16. Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynrd
17. The Bitch Is Back - Elton John
18. The Way We Were - Barbara Streisand
19. Come Monday - Jimmy Buffet
20. Ain't Too Proud To Beg - Rolling Stones
21. The Joker - Steve Miller Band
22. For The Love Of Money - O Jays
23. Midnight Rider - Greg Allman
24. It's Only Rock and Roll - Rolling Stones
25. Living in the USA - Steve Miller Band
26. Radar Love - Golden Earring

. . . need I go on? The Bitch is Back, Bennie and the Jets, and Radar Love are what I was listening to. And BTO was the first concert I ever went to. Moore Theater, Seattle. Hehehe.

Anne said...

eek! Here's the scary thing ... I remember every one of those songs. Okay, there are actually a few good ones on there -- I guess the really scary music was a couple years later.

It's a wonder any of us survived to middle age with our sanity intact. (Or did we?)

Oh yes -- my first concert: The Carpenters. And here I am admitting it in public. Steve Martin was their opening act. We'd never heard of him and wondered who the heck was that bizarre man making balloon animals on stage with an arrow through his head.

Pamela said...

Anne/Peter, I can't imagine any music scarier than "Billy, Don't Be A Hero." LOL--this surely brought back memories...

the machinist said...

That's fantastic. And Anne, your allegory is right on--here's to the Anna's, Adam's, Eve's, and Steve's!

p.s. I was (-)8 when that issue came out

Julie said...

Anne, I forgot to tell you:

It is so hot that your first concert was The Carpenters. HOT!

I love The Carpenters.

Anne said...

Julie, "HOT!" and "The Carpenters" in the same sentence just made me snort diet coke up my nose. I know the seventies were all about snorting coke, but I do not think this is what they intended.