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Hi Dave
I hope you're well.
I sent the following to Sounds Of The Sixties R2 show a few years back when
Johnnie Walker was temporarily hosting it. To my amazement he read it all on
air, just omitting the reference to a 'joint'. My descriptions of Hippies
(sorry) and Rockers may give some of your readers a chuckle.
Kind regards
Alan
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Hello Johnnie
Please can you consider the following records for your ‘THREE IN A ROW’
slot.
The In Crowd by Dobie Gray
For the Mods:
The Mods were a true working class sub-culture with a passion for music,
clothes and clubs. With a swaggering air of superiority over their peers the
Mods would spend a week's wages on a Mohair suit and a day's pay on an
American Chess label import. They would spend hours discussing the latest
Etta James or Doris Troy single whilst dismissing The Searchers and The
Swinging Blue Jeans as just lightweight music for the masses. The Mods were
pioneers in appreciating Ska and Blue Beat long before the more commercial
Reggae labels appeared. The sixties belonged to the Mods but the absolute
decadence of their all-nighter life style was a well kept secret then and
remains so today.
San Francisco by Scott McKenzie
For the Hippies:
The Hippies emerged in the UK later in the decade and comprised soft
middle-class kids who suddenly realised that the ‘swinging sixties’ were
passing them by. They became weekend hippies who tried to emulate the
Californian scene by wearing kaftans, beads and cow bells. They appeared at
village hall discos, frantically waiving their arms and hair around with
scant regard to the rhythm of what was being played. One of them once had
half a joint behind the college bike sheds and one of them knew somebody
whose sister bared her breasts at a festival. Wow man! All home by midnight
and back to their boring lives on Monday.
Born To Be Wild by Steppenwolf
For the Rockers:
The Rockers stood in sullen groups on street corners and watched enviously
as everyone else enjoyed themselves. Their devotion to their BSA Bantams
left them greasy and smelly and wondering why there were so few girl
Rockers. They saw themselves as ‘easy riders’ but appeared as camp
caricatures of Marlon Brando in The Wild One. Their knowledge and
appreciation of music was nil but stand them in front of a mirror with a jar
of Brylcreem and they could keep themselves amused for hours.
A highly biased view of teenage life in the sixties but all of your
listeners have the right of reply………………..
Alan Cooper |
