Year 1968 (MCMLXVIII) was a leap year starting on Monday (link will display the full calendar) of the Gregorian calendar.
George Harrison,MBE (25 February 1943 – 29 November 2001) was an English musician and singer-songwriter who achieved international fame as lead guitarist of The Beatles. Often referred to as "the quiet Beatle", Harrison became over time an admirer of Indian culture and mysticism, and introduced it to the other Beatles, as well as their Western audience. Following the band's break-up he was a successful solo artist, and later a founding member of the Traveling Wilburys. Harrison was also a session musician and a film and record producer. He is listed at number 11 in Rolling Stone magazine's list of "100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time".
Although most of The Beatles' songs were written by Lennon and McCartney, Beatle albums generally included one or two of Harrison's own songs, from With The Beatles onwards. His later compositions with The Beatles include "Here Comes the Sun", "Something" and "While My Guitar Gently Weeps". By the time of the band's break-up, Harrison had accumulated a backlog of material, which he then released as the triple album All Things Must Pass in 1970, from which two hit singles originated: a double A-side single, "My Sweet Lord" backed with "Isn't It a Pity", and "What Is Life". In addition to his solo work, Harrison co-wrote two hits for former Beatle Ringo Starr, as well as songs for the Traveling Wilburys—the supergroup he formed in 1988 with Jeff Lynne, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, and Roy Orbison.
Thomas John "Tom" Brokaw (/ˈbroʊkɔː/; born February 6, 1940) is an American television journalist and author best known as the anchor and managing editor of NBC Nightly News from 1982 to 2004. He is the author of The Greatest Generation (1998) and other books and the recipient of numerous awards and honors. He is the only person to host all three major NBC News programs: The Today Show, NBC Nightly News, and, briefly, Meet the Press. He now serves as a Special Correspondent for NBC News and works on documentaries for other outlets.
Brokaw was born in Webster, South Dakota, the son of Eugenia "Jean" (born Conley), who worked in sales and as a post-office clerk, and Anthony Orville "Red" Brokaw. He was the eldest of their three sons and was named after his maternal great-grandfather, Thomas Conley. His father was a descendant of Huguenot immigrants Bourgon and Catherine (le Fèvre) Broucard, and his mother was Irish-American. His paternal great-grandfather, Richard P. Brokaw, founded the town of Bristol, South Dakota, and the Brokaw House, a small hotel and the first structure in Bristol.
Tim Allen (born Timothy Alan Dick; June 13, 1953) is an American comedian, actor, voice-over artist, and entertainer, known for his role in the sitcom Home Improvement. He is also known for his starring roles in several popular films, including the Toy Story film series, The Santa Clause film series, and Galaxy Quest. Allen currently stars in the ABC sitcom Last Man Standing.
Born in Denver, Colorado, Allen is the son of Martha Katherine (née Fox), a community-service worker, and Gerald M. Dick, a real estate agent. He is the third oldest of five brothers. His father died in a car accident, colliding with a drunk driver, when Allen was 11. Two years later, his mother married her high school sweetheart, a successful business executive, and moved with her six children to Birmingham, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit, to be with her new husband and his three children. Allen attended Ernest W. Seaholm High School in Birmingham, where he was in theater and music classes (resulting in his love of classical piano). He then attended Central Michigan University and transferred to Western Michigan University in 1974. At Western Michigan, Allen worked at the student radio station WIDR and received a bachelor of science degree in communications specializing in radio and television production in 1976 with a split minor in philosophy and design. In 1998, Western Michigan awarded Allen an honorary fine arts degree and the Distinguished Alumni Award.
James Douglas Muir "Jay" Leno /ˈlɛnoʊ/ (born April 28, 1950) is an American stand-up comedian and television host.
From 1992 to 2009, Leno was the host of NBC's The Tonight Show with Jay Leno. Beginning in September 2009, Leno started a primetime talk show, titled The Jay Leno Show, which aired weeknights at 10:00 p.m. (Eastern Time, UTC-5), also on NBC. After The Jay Leno Show was canceled in January 2010 amid a host controversy, Leno returned to host The Tonight Show with Jay Leno on March 1, 2010.
James "Jay" Leno was born in New Rochelle, New York, in 1950. His mother, Catherine (née Muir; 1911–1993), a homemaker, was born in Greenock, Scotland, and came to the United States at age 11. Leno's father, Angelo (1910–1994), who worked as an insurance salesman, was born in New York to immigrants from Flumeri, Italy. Leno grew up in Andover, Massachusetts, and although his high school guidance counselor recommended that he drop out of school, he later obtained a Bachelor's degree in speech therapy from Emerson College, where he started a comedy club in 1973. Leno's siblings include his late older brother, Patrick, who was a Vietnam veteran and a lawyer.
Dime quién conocía
Qué era entonces la vida
Andaba el mundo en plan de hallar la libertad
Y rechazar lo que el mundo les imponía
Dime quién encendía
Toda esa rebeldía
Ruseau y Luther King, Sartre y Gagarín
Qué es lo que me perdí cuando yo no existía?
Allá no fue mentira
Sin miedos liberemos nuestros sueños
Aquel año mayo duró doce meses
Tú y yo acabábamos de nacer
Y un señor muy serio moría del disgusto
En la primera página del ABC
Los claveles mordían a los magistrados
París era un barrio con acordeón
Marx prohibió a sus hijos que llegaran tarde
A la dulce hoguera de la insurrección
La poesía salió a la calle
Reconocimos nuestros rostros
Supimos que todo es posible
En 1968
Jean Paul Sartre y Dylan cantaban a dúo
Jugaban al corro Lenin y Rambeau
Los relojes marcaban 40 de fiebre
Se hablaba de sexo en la empresa Renault
Dos y dos ya nunca más sumaron cuatro
Sufrió mal de amores hasta De Gaulle
En medio de Praga crecían amapolas
Como un reto rojo al gris hormigón
La poesía salió a la calle
Reconocimos nuestros rostros
Supimos que todo es posible
En 1968
Pero no pudimos reinventar la historia
Mascaba la muerte chicle en el Vietnam
Pisaban los tanques las flores de Praga
En México lindo tiraban a dar
Mientras Che cavaba su tumba en Bolivia
Cantaba Massiel en Eurovisión
Y mi padre llegaba puntual al trabajo
Con el cuello blanco y el traje marrón
Si ahora encuentro a aquel amigo
leo en el fondo de sus ojos
Que ya se secaron las flores
De 1968
Los cuadros hicieron huelga en los museos
París era rojo, San Francisco Azul
Un vagabundo fue elegido alcalde
Y la Sorbona estaba en Katmandú
Sobreviva, imbécil, es el rock o la muerte
Beba Coca-Cola, cante esta canción
Que la primavera va a durar muy poco
Que mañana es lunes y anoche llovió
Si ahora encuentro a aquel amigo
Leo en en el fondo de sus ojos
Que ya se secaron las flores
De 1968.
mir warte no bis d'sunne über dr chiuche schteit
u schliiche zu de schine we dr zeiger uf 12i zeigt
u we dr zug chli schpäter vor schtadt här chunnt
ligsch du hinder däm boum wo mir uf ds gleis hei gleit
dr zug heutet a u ei typ schtigt us
louft füre zum boum - jitz schteisch du uf
i gumpe us em busch - haute dä typ in schach
u du schpringsch zum erschte wage
u hänksch d'kupplig us
i schiesse i d'luft u rüeffe
lööt dr höiptling frei
u si gsee dass mir dr lokfüerer aus geisle hei
u dä bringt üs när mit dr lok bis dert
wo dr waud aafat u wo mir üsi ponies hei
aber jitz müesse mr los wüu de dr zug glii chunnt
u we öppis schiefgeit - egau us welem grund
träffe mir üs punkt 2 uf em pouseplatz
u am 3 mues i när i d'flöteschtund
zwe indianer bi de teppichschtange
ir wüeschti vo nevade
bi de baangleis z'niederwange
The tension in the air is swelling like a bubble about to break
Students have shut down universities and taken to the streets
The DNC has left Chicago burned and frayed
Cover your eyes
You think America’s recovered from the self-inflicted wounds it took in 1968?
Still Corretta led his people through the Memphis streets
In spite of the nightmare that was made out of a dream
[x2]
Young men sent overseas, their names are in a lottery that kills
There are social clashes, body counts, and rioting on TV screens
A bullet put another Kennedy to sleep
Cover your eyes
You think America’s recovered from the self-inflicted wounds it took in 1968?
Still Corretta led his people through the Memphis streets
In spite of the nightmare that was made out of a dream
[x2]
So why this disconnect in our youth after 40 years?
Dave Alvin/Chris Gaffney
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI/Calhoun Street Music/Ensaga Songs, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Johnny gave Joe his first cigarette
And Joe lit the filter and then he smoked the whole pack
And Joe bought all the gas in Johnny's old Ford
He always said that's what friends were for.
When Johnny married Tina, Joe married Dee
Two blonde-haired sisters from Covington, Kentucky
And in '67 Johnny joined the Corps
Joe did too, but he never knew what for.
And tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero, but he'll tell you he ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968.
Johnny went from job to job tryin' to make ends meet
And Tina divorced him back in '83
Now thirty years come and thirty years go
And Johnny's got a grandkid that he barely knows.
And tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero, but he'll tell you he ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968.
Well Dee calls Johnny every now and then
And talks about her children and her third husband
But when he asks about someone they used to know
Dee says, âJohnny that was so long ago.â
Tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero; he'll tell you ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968
Marching down the road I look back to see who is lost
Forget about the past, I will leave my name behind my back, behind me, forsaken
Head against the walls I will burn every fucking flag in front of everyone, betrayed.
To hear their screams louder
Blood all over the ground, fertilizer for the disease
It grows high, it grows lonely
Another riot is born right now, another widow cry in front of me betrayed
Isolated from this tragedy. Fated for a deeper void.
There's no light to see outside just a dark night filled with all your fears
Today's ending and there's no light to see anymore, everything is gone
One, Two, Three,
There ain’t a thing in the world to take me back
Like a dark-haired girl in a Cadillac
On main street of an old forgotten town
The sun light shines in fine white lines
On weathered stores with open signs
They may as well just close ‘em down.
Chorus:
And you look like 1968 or was it ‘69
When I heard you caught a bullet
Well I guess you’re doing fine
And you speak of revolution
Like it’s some place that you’ve been
Well you’ve been a long time gone
Good too see you my old friend.
Oh now that sign is gone away
Replaced instead by silver age
And moonlight falling on the avenue
Oh and I could sleep if you would drive
I just can’t keep my mind alive
And you’ve got nothing better else to do
And we've all been looking for you
Like a hobo you walk in
Well how the mighty all have fallen
How the holy all have sinned
Is that the clattering of sabers
Or the cool September winds
Well you’ve been a long time gone
Good to see you my old friend.
And there’s just two times a day like this
You find this kind of blissfulness
The sun it sets and rises in the morn.
And we’re shakin hands; I rub my eyes
Free up all my alibis
Just a blinking like the day I was born
Repeat Chorus
And when the rounds were fired that April you were on the balcony
When ten thousand tear drops hit the ground in Memphis, Tennessee
You were a prideful rebel yell among a million marching men.
And you’ve been a long time gone
Good to see you my old friend
Well you’ve been a long time gone