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Laurel Canyon in the 1960s and early 1970s was a magical place where a dizzying array of musical artists congregated to create much of the music that provided the soundtrack to those turbulent times. Members of bands like the Byrds, Buffalo Springfield, the Monkees, the Beach Boys, the Mamas and the Papas, the Turtles, the Eagles, the Flying Burrito Brothers, Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention, Steppenwolf, Captain Beefheart, CSN, Three Dog Night, Alice Cooper, the Doors, and Love with Arthur Lee, along with such singer/songwriters as Joni Mitchell, Judy Collins, James Taylor, Carole King, Jackson Browne, Judi Sill and David Blue, lived together and jammed together in the bucolic community nestled in the Hollywood Hills.

But there was a dark side to that scene as well.
 
Many didn’t make it out alive, and many of those deaths remain shrouded in mystery to this day. Far more integrated into the scene than most would care to admit was a guy by the name of Charles Manson, along with his murderous entourage. Also floating about the periphery were various political operatives, up-and-coming politicians, and intelligence personnel – the same sort of people who just happened to give birth to many of the rock stars populating the canyon. And all of the canyon’s colorful characters – rock stars, hippies, murderers, and politicos – happily coexisted alongside a covert military installation.
 
Weird Scenes Inside the Canyon is the very strange, but nevertheless true story of the dark underbelly of a hippie utopia.

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Some time ago, a friend turned me on (deliberate pun) to a book by Dave McGowan that detailed what went on in Hollywood’s Laurel Canyon during the 60’s and 70’s. My friend grew up in southern California and had heard of these things, so when McGowan came out with his exposé, he read it and later suggested I should read it too. I did. You might want to as well, especially if you were part of the 60’s-70’s anti-war counter-culture. Today, I ran across a post at TELEGRAM, linked to this piece at The True Reporter. Make of it what you will. But I will tell you that knowing what I do about our intelligence/military community, this wouldn’t surprise me. At all.

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Were you aware of the fact that the CIA invented LSD and hippies in the 1960s? Not a clue? 

Well, the plan was to hook kids on sex, drugs and rock & roll (it succeeded!), aiming that they would not overthrow the military-industrial complex. 

Associates in this diabolical scheme were in England, the Beatles, and in America, Jim Morrison, Frank Zappa and other residents of Laurel Canyon in L.A. Joseph Flatley inspected this conspiracy rabbit hole to discover how this happened…

“There’s this guy from the CIA, and he’s creepin’ around Laurel Canyon…”— Frank Zappa, “Plastic People”

Did you know that Jim Morrison, Frank Zappa, “Papa John” Phillips, and David Crosby had parents that were high-ranking members of the U.S. military? Also, did you know that the Los Angeles neighborhood of Laurel Canyon, in which all of the above lived at some point, was also the location of the Air Force’s 1352nd Photographic Group? You might not be interested much in these facts, but as the late conspiracy researcher David McGowan claims, they indicated a military psyop (psychological operation) of mind-blowing dimensions. McGowan, who passed away in 2015, presented the theory on podcasts, through his website Center for an Informed America (CIA, get it?) and after that, in the book that he wrote called Weird Scenes Inside The Canyon: Laurel Canyon, Covert Ops, and the Dark Heart of the Hippie Dream.

He insists that the 1960s’ hippie movement was created in some government lab as a way to disarm the rising antiwar movement. Simply explained, the plan was to hook the kids on rock music and hard drugs, thus taking their minds off of revolution.

Jim Morrison was probably the most iconic individual of this scheme. “Morrison essentially arrived on the scene as a fully-developed rock star, complete with a backing band, a stage persona and an impressive collection of songs – enough, in fact, to fill the Doors’ first few albums,” McGowan notes. “How exactly Jim Morrison reinvented himself in such a radical manner remains something of a mystery… Jim Morrison’s band arrived on the scene as a fully-formed entity.”

The plan was, simply put, to hook the kids on rock music and hard drugs, taking their minds off of revolution in the process.

Maybe it should be mentioned here that David MacGowan was not a stand-up comic making fun of the lunatic fringe of conspiracy theory. Neither was he an acid casualty whose mind was blown after watching Stanley Kubrick’s Dr. Strangelove. That is far from the truth. MacGowan truly believed all of the above.

McGowan doesn’t specify his opinion on how Morrison made his incredible transformation. He simply puts down the fact of how strange it is and leaves us to wonder about it. We’ll have to examine other conspiracy researcher’s work for a close look into that process.

In the tradition of so many conspiracy authors, John Coleman claims that he first found out the secrets of controlling the world while he served as an agent of Britain’s Special Intelligence Service. After he got out, the story tells, he set a life goal to himself to expose the cabal of Jesuits, Freemasons, Jesuit Freemasons, intelligence agencies, and others that secretly operate the world on the Queen of England’s instructions. Certainly, like most of conspiracy culture’s so-called whistleblowers, we have to rely entirely on Coleman’s word. And considering his awkward theories, his claims are probably not to be trusted.

“The phenomenon of the Beatles,” his book The Conspirator’s Hierarchy says, “was … a carefully crafted plot to introduce by a conspiratorial body which could not be identified, a highly destructive and divisive element into a large population group targeted for change against its will.”

As Coleman claims, The Fab Four were the vehicle that “social engineers” from a think tank called The Tavistock Institute of Human Relations used to manipulate America’s young people. He marked this plan the “Aquarian Conspiracy.” The tin-eared Coleman claims with confidence:

Nobody would have paid much attention to the motley crew from Liverpool and the 12-atonal system of “music” that was to follow had it not been for an overabundance of press exposure. The 12-atonal system consisted of heavy, repetitive sounds, taken from the music of the cult of Dionysus and the Baal priesthood by Adorno and given a “modern” flavor by this special friend of the Queen of England and hence the Committee of 300. Tavistock and its Stanford Research Center … created a distinct new break-away largely young population group which was persuaded by social engineering and conditioning to believe that the Beatles really were their favorite group. All trigger words devised in the context of “rock music” were designed for mass control of the new targeted group, the youth of America.

Put in another way, these four youngsters from Liverpool with no talent (in his opinion) were recruited, dressed up, given silly haircuts, and paid to perform music precisely designed to brainwash the youth. And the plan was a success! I suppose that we should believe that after the procedure was perfected on The Beatles, it was exported to Southern California. Along with The Doors, McGowan suggests a large number of groups and musicians in his conspiracy theory, such as:

– The Byrds

– Frank Zappa

– Crosby, Stills, and Nash

– Love

– Gram Parsons

– Neil Young

– Poco

– America

Even though McGowan doesn’t precisely tell us who is in charge of this conspiracy, he does suggest that it’s the same military-industrial complex that intensified along with the Vietnam War and got enormous help from Admiral George Stephen Morrison – Jim Morrison’s father.

As stated by his New York Times obituary, the elder Morrison “commanded American naval forces in the gulf [of Tonkin] when the destroyer Maddox engaged three North Vietnamese torpedo boats on Aug. 2, 1964. A skirmish and confused report of a second engagement two days later led President Lyndon B. Johnson to order airstrikes against North Vietnam and to request from Congress what became known as the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, allowing him to carry out further military operations without declaring war.”

The Times does not mention that the operation was under the guidance of something called OPLAN 34A, a series of covert operations which targeted North Vietnam. These attacks were executed by South Vietnamese mercenaries and Special Forces, with the support and advisory role of the United States. This role included placing Navy SEALs in the South Vietnamese units, as Douglas Valentine points out in The Phoenix Program. As always, the use of “advisors” here was little more than an excuse for putting American boots on the ground in the days before it was legal.

In McGowan’s claims, while Admiral Morrison was overseeing military operations in the Gulf of Tonkin — operations which either accidentally or purposefully drew us into war in Vietnam, depending on who you believe — his son was being used as a weapon to pulverize the peace movement back home.

Jim Morrison “crushing the peace movement” with “Peace Frog”:

Lyrics

“Peace Frog”

There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles 
She came 
Blood in the streets, it’s up to my knee 
She came 
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago 
She came 
Blood on the rise, it’s following me 
Think about the break of day 

She came and then she drove away 
Sunlight in her hair 

She came 
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness 
She came 
Blood in the streets it’s up to my thigh 
She came 
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city 
She came 
The women are crying red rivers of weepin’ 

She came into town and then she drove away 
Sunlight in her hair 

Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding 
Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind 

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven 
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice 
Blood in my love in the terrible summer 
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A. 

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers 
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation 
Blood is the rose of mysterious union 

There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles 
Blood in the streets, it’s up to my knee 
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago 
Blood on the rise, it’s following me

Following the pathway from the United States Navy through Jim Morrison leads us to Frank Zappa. Zappa’s wife, Gail, who was also the child of a naval officer like Jim Morrison, enabled this connection. Actually, as Barry Miles published in Zappa: A Biography, both Jim and Gail “used to play together in the same naval kindergarten in Virginia where, according to Frank, Gail once hit Jim on the head with a hammer.”

Frank Zappa’s father arrived in America in 1908 from his native Sicily. As McGowan writes, being a graduate of the University of North Carolina, Mr. Zappa spent his life “in the employ of the US military establishment”. This brought him finally to the West Coast, having a family home in Lancaster, California for some time. McGowan specifies — and I suppose this is significant, but he doesn’t say how — that other past inhabitants of Lancaster include Clarence White (who replaced Gram Parsons in The Byrds), Dewey Bunnell of “A Horse With No Name” infamy, and Captain Beefheart himself, Don Van Vliet. Also, McGowan claims that the city of Lancaster is “right alongside” Edwards Air Force Base, although this isn’t precise; the base is 22 miles northeast of the city. Coincidentally, Area 51 is under the administration of Edwards AFB, so perhaps Zappa, Van Vliet, et. al, were working for whoever it is that’s been reverse-engineering extraterrestrial technology since the Roswell Incident in 1947.

Frank and Gail Zappa were living at 2401 Laurel Canyon Boulevard in 1968, in a home named as the Log Cabin. In the early 20th this structure was a roadhouse and after that, it was the home to silent movie cowboy Tom Mix and his horse, Tony. It was a 2,000-square-foot, five-level house that featured an 80-foot long living room and a bowling alley in the basement. According to McGowan, in this house, Frank hosted a perpetual salon which “virtually every musician who passe[d] through the canyon in the mid-to-late-1960s” attended.

McGowan illustrates Zappa as “a rigidly authoritarian control-freak and a supporter of U.S. military actions in Southeast Asia” who used his roles as a producer, label head, and one of the most famous freaks in America to overthrow the anti-war movement. (Of course, the allegations that Zappa supported the Vietnam war are not relevant, but we don’t want that to ruin a good story)

The world of conspiracy theory is big on establishing “connections,” with the thesis that any time two things are related, that is something that must be meaningful. That is the reason why the fact that Jim Morrison lived in Laurel Canyon at a time, and that the Vietnam War may have been basically started by his father, can’t be a coincidence. (There’s a logical misbelief in there somewhere, but I can’t seem to find my copy of Why People Believe Weird Things, so I’ll leave that for another time.) The conspiracy researcher’s gig is to see the connections, to see reality for what it really is, and then present it to the rest of us naïve idiots so that we might found out the truth. And as a British conspiracy theorist who claims undercover lizard people run the secret world government, David Icke, once insisted – the truth shall set us free.

McGowan’s work is overall little more than a litany of these “connections”, with no source and difficult to put into proper perspective. What are we to make of the fact that “some have claimed” that J. Edgar Hoover frequented a brothel in the Canyon, or that Frank Zappa’s father once worked at the Edgewood Arsenal chemical warfare facility (where the U.S. military conducted MK-ULTRA-type experiments on human subjects)? McGowan doesn’t really tell us — he just piles it all on, and then throws Charlie Manson and (for some reason) Harry Houdini into the mix.

Let’s review that same passage from Weird Scenes quoted earlier:

“Morrison essentially arrived on the scene as a fully-developed rock star, complete with a backing band, a stage persona, and an impressive collection of songs – enough, in fact, to fill the Doors’ first few albums. How exactly Jim Morrison reinvented himself in such a radical manner remains something of a mystery… Jim Morrison’s band arrived on the scene as a fully-formed entity.”

..there is a fascinating story here, and it’s right under the author’s own nose: the Laurel Canyon scene was, at its heart, built by the sons and daughters of the military-industrial complex…

McGowan spends a lot of time being amazed by the fact that The Doors, a group of, in his opinion, no-talent, non-musician hacks, led by a guy who can’t even read music is in some way responsible for some of the most successful classics of 1960s rock. It makes you wonder if he ever thought about cracking open any of the pile of books about the Lizard King— or listened to any of Doors’ albums. If he did, he’d know exactly how The Doors evolved from Ray Manzarek’s bar band, Rick and the Ravens, and how Morrison was referred to by his fellow UCLA film school students as the “pudgy Navy brat” until he moved out on the beach, stopped eating, and started writing songs while being on LSD. (He also seems to have had some sort of eating disorder, at least during his “rock god” heyday.) It turns out McGowan only believes that the band appeared out of nowhere because he is not informed about a single thing about them. That tells something about his book.

As I have listened to McGowan’s podcast appearances and researched his extremely dense writing on the Laurel Canyon conspiracy, I’m amazed by how ridiculous his conclusions are. He doesn’t see it, but there is an outstanding story here, and it’s right in front of him: the Laurel Canyon scene was, at its heart, built by the children of the military-industrial complex, many of whom were relatively well-to-do and/or lucky enough to circumvent the draft, who formed their own little community for a brief time in an exceptional location. Often, it was a very dysfunctional scene, and it lasted a short time, but while it lasted it was pretty wonderful.

McGowan, who was a smoker for all of his lifetime, died on November 22, 2015, six months after being diagnosed with lung cancer. His supporters on the internet have a suspicion that this also was a secret government conspiracy.

Or, possibly they were just shocked by that date: November 22. The anniversary of the JFK assassination…

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