It’s The Style Error Open Thread
Hello,
Inspired by the post below and the utterly hilarious words ‘white satin bomber jacket’ I have decided to make the main theme of this weeks open thread, style errors. Let’s hear about your past clothes of shame, see your links to incredibly badly dressed people and just to show we’re not all completely catty let’s have your nominations for the world’s best dressed men, women and animals.
Of course the usual random off topic stuff is still welcome.
I’m horribly busy at the moment having taken on several new blogging duties (see my own blog) . So my weekend will consist of being glued to the internet and typing with one finger. Well I suppose I’ve always wanted to write.
On a different matter entirely The Metro are currently a blogging contest. Far be it from me to try and influence the result but if any of you fancy nominating Pickled Politics in the politics category, here’s the link.
Finally I don’t suppose I’m going to get away without confessing my own style sins. I will own up to wearing jumpsuits, catsuits, knickerbockers, legwarmers in public during the 1980’s.
As for the 90’s to the present the wounds are still too raw.
Cheerio
Sunny adds: Worse than a style error may be the facebook stalker! Hilarious! (via Isheeta)
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Tsk.. these weekend open threads are getting later and later. Just as well we don’t pay for this service
From another thread:
El Cid — on 3rd March, 2007 at 11:49 am
That Manilow reference is libelous stuff jff.
Show me a record collection, and I’ll give you the man — i think it was the jesuits who said that.
I’m putting you on notice
Chairwoman — on 3rd March, 2007 at 12:06 pm
Wasn’t it ‘Give me a Barry Manilow record until it is 7…’
justforfun — on 3rd March, 2007 at 1:27 pm
Don – yes the original Italian job – He has watched this continously since he was three.
El Cid – OK I won’t mention BM again – but I have this LP in my collection.
http://www.70disco.com/baccara.htm
What have you got to trade for this? Its part of your national heritage, and I don’t think there can be many copies around.
I feel I’m the too old to dance to it now – hairy back, tight jeans, stomach over my belt – think Omid Djalili – so perhaps I should let it go to someone who’s wife won’t mind it being played loud. Any offers?
Justforfun
justforfun — on 3rd March, 2007 at 1:59 pm
For those who are too young or can’t remember
You’ll be humming it all weekend
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C39mCpz6Vp8
Of course my Chic records are not for swapping , nor my Boney M – nor even my original GrandMaster Flash Message.
Justforfun
Bert Preast — on 3rd March, 2007 at 2:07 pm
Pfft, 80s > 70s. Get some Pat and Mick down yer neck:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkP8lVE2_0A
Larry Teabag — on 3rd March, 2007 at 3:01 pm
And anyway, which evangelical christians see wife beating as okay?
Try googling Fred Phelps.
El Cid — on 3rd March, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Baccara.. nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
The original Cheeky Girls
Chic? Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five? Now you’re talking. I’ll pass on Boney M though.
So how many records do you get on Desert Island discs? I think every pickler should compose a list to shine a bit more light on the person behind the name (you’ve already had a go at people’s accents).
Here are a few suggested pairings, just for fun of course.
Sid – Massive Attack/Sean Paul
Leon – Morrisey/Erasure
Chairey – Janis Joplin
Kismet – Kajagoogoo/Best of Cream Anthems
Don – Frankie Lane or Lindisfarne
Kulvinder – Kate Bush
Jagdeep – Faithless
Clairwill – The Proclaimers
Douglas Clarke – Dollie Parton
Refresh – Miles Davis
Bert – Right Said Fred
Sunny – Abba
Old Pickler – Showaddywaddy/Staus Quo
El Cid — on 3rd March, 2007 at 3:19 pm
Katey – hmmm, how about Dido
Maybe I should have added a bit of hard core techno and early Pick Floyd to Kulvy.
Mirax — martial music
Vikrant — the Cheeky Girls/Beyonce/Britney
I shall also admit to buying a cheap and nasty acrylic suit with orange fleks from Mr Buyrights — possibly the greatest purveyor of cheesy fashion.
And while I’m at it there was that time I wore a Dexy Midnight Runners’ woolly hat in 40 degree celsius weather.
Oh and that second-hand admiral’s outfit my mum made me wear for my first communion with matching white shoes that were two sizes too big.
Sorry El Cid I’m a busy lassie this weekend. I will try harder next time.
HaHa!
I’ll let you off with the admirals outfit given the use of force involved, but an acrylic suit! What on earth were you thinking? Out of interest did you manage to pull whilst wearing it and what was the lucky lady wearing?
No chance
“knickerbockers”? what the…?
We used to run “bad taste” dress for work nights out. I had a blue Yugoslavian suit (with shiny blue chalk stripes) and a special KGB pistol bulge tailored-in under the left armpit; a neon yellow shirt and an appalling tie that I was actually given by Scott McNealy (who mistakenly thought I worked for him.) Socks were easy (white sports, which we actually had for doing sport) – shoes we generally left more or less normal.
All bar the shirt are still in my cupboard somewhere. The tie comes out when (in)appropriate but I probably wouldn’t fit (or did I mean “fat”) into the suit any more.
S-E
Not as exciting as the name suggests, they were fairly horrific three quarter length trousers usually accompanied by a frilly blouse.
El Cid – Current faves include Tom Russell, Johnny Cash, Drive by Truckers, Warren Zevon, Tim McGraw, Willie Nelson, Lucinda Williams. Perennials include Ray Charles, Eagles, Paul Simon, Billy Joel, Van Morrison, Crosby Stills and Nash. There’s a fair amount of classical and jazz on my shelves too, but I’m not listening to it at the moment.
I used to quite like Janis in 60s/70s, Probably because of the Southern comfort affinity
i just press shuffle function on my ipod, so my ears are usually at the mercy of my entire collection, which has a strong MOBO bias but also includes Blondie, Blur and Guns n Roses.
last 2 cds i bought were Triple P by Platinum Pied Pipers and Esbjorn Svensson Trio’s 7 days of Falling
Last tracks I downloaded were I feel love by Donna Summer and Eye of the tiger by can’t remember (!)
The trilby hat on my pasty, zitty 15 year old head was in hindsight probably quite a bit of an error.
These days I mostly look like someone covered me in superglue and dragged me through an Oxfam shop, so to be fair things have improved somewhat.
Guilty as charged for having both Sean Paul and Massive on my playlists. Though currently I’m into Dabrye, Daedelus, DJ Shadow, Hu Vibrational, anything from the Stones Throw imprint, Sufjan Stevens, Bonnie Prince Billy, Amy Winehouse, Four Tet, Kanye, Roots Manuva, MF Doom an’ ting…
Perennials are the Smiths, David Sylvian, Nitin Sawnhey, Donald Byrd, Womack & Womack, Scritti Politti, Super Furry Animals, Harold Budd, Billie Holiday, Madlib, Debussey, the Heptones, Toots and the Maytals, John Cage, Jah Wobble, The Jam, Linton Kwesi, Lee Scratch Perry, Led Zep, Jimi Tenor, Sugar Minott, Sly and Robbie, Jeff Beck, Phillip Glass, Dennis Brown, Studio One, an’ ting an’ ting.
When I recalling myself, bopping with a bandana on my head, torn Levis and bomber jacket I can be found weeping inconsolably in shame.
Oh no please this is just too cringy for words.
Please remember that what is below is from 1971 to 1976. Please remember that since then I have mostly been a modest dresser, blush, blush blush!!!!
Velvet corduroy trousers with a paisley pattern. Bottom inserts to make them into flairs. Sequins sown onto the inserts on the bottom in a curly pattern. Butterfly patches sewn on them.
Bright red Satin Jacket with big blue stars sewn on the collar.
Bright red starred t shirt with flared sleeves.
Bright red flared loon pants with embroided ribbon sewn round bottoms.
Hair streaked red sometimes green.
Nail varnish
Sometimes foundation
Eye shadow, a couple of times (David Bowie concert)
Lurex t shirt with flared sleeves.
Lets say it was my girlfriends fault, she wore top hats and made her own lurex costumes.
Womens shoes
replica of ones Mark Bolan wore, Same shop where he brought his, Annelo and Davides in Oxford Street
Lets say she made me,,,, cough!!!
All kinds of waste coats, flowers on, satin frills etc
African shirts
Kaftans
Headbands
Scarves from waist
Long Brown velvet cloak and with long hair beard smoking a pipe
Dr Martins with flared jeans.
Platform shoes
Mullet hairdo, in the 80’s
Leg warmers
What about wearing a Harrington jacket to quite a few heavy metal and prog rock concerts?
Uriah Heep T shirts are not so much a style error as a magnet for drunks that want to tell me how they’re Trevor Bolder’s best mate.
At least my bomber jacket was BLACK and NOT satin, Nirpal.
Harringtons were only permissable with Farah’s.
OMFG I just remembered those black moccasins with tassles.
William – I always had my shoes and boots made at Annello & Davide.
In the early 70s brown satin flares so tight that i couldn’t actually sit in them, and had to either lie down or stand. Travelling in the car was extremely difficult.
Bert,
Farahs, OMGD, i had seven pairs!
Sid,
Bit of overlap there, although there are a few names I don’t recognise and one or two I wouldn’t touch with a bargepole (maybe I’m a philistine, but I think you know who I’m talking about)
Dennis Brown — I LOVE Dennis Brown. I’ve got about 20-30 tracks on my ipod.
Money in my pocket is def one of Desert Island Discs.
My wife has also reminded me that my acrylic grey suit with orange flecks from Mr Buyrights was grey with orange checks. She has also reminded me that I once had some emerald green lace ups and a pvc waistcoat.
I want to die now.
Chairwoman
“William – I always had my shoes and boots made at Annello & Davide.”
wow
You Remember the spelling then. Another place I don’t remember the spelling of was something like Alkazura in the Kings Road.
“In the early 70s brown satin flares so tight that i couldn’t actually sit in them, and had to either lie down or stand. Travelling in the car was extremely difficult”
I had a freind who had to have an operation on his testicles because of wearing his jeans too tight.
Remember as well that the flares had to be just touching the floor, half an inch off or too long just would not do.
I had a friend who was crazy about Janis Joplin. As fan he also drank Southern Comfort. He brought a bottle to a gig in Croydon. Think it was the Edgar Broughton Band. We drank the whole bottle, I could not stand up.
So that only the tips of your shoes showed. My husband had a vast selection of loons (I think they were £3.99 a pair) in various exotic colours. They went with his T-shirts and love beads.
A bottle of Southern Comfort cost almost £6 (an absolute fortune) and was old 86% proof. You must have had exceedingly bad heads in the morning!
Sid,
Dabrye, Daedelus, DJ Shadow, Hu Vibrational, Stones Throw label…
I see a very strong West Coast influence. Interesting. I’ve been googling em and am very interested in finding out more. Knowing a bit about me, where should I start?
First 13 years of my life (in bangladesh)
Wore: lunghi
Listened mostly to: Boney M
1985-96
Wore: Mr Byrite
Listened to: Depeche Mode, Erasure
1987
Wore: South Kensington Market Stall clothes, in black
Listened to: Cure, Fields of the Nephilim
1988-89
Wore: Donkey jacket
Listened to: Psychadelic Furs, Wonderstuff, Pop Will Eat Itself
1989
Wore: Beads
Listened to: Syd Barette, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell
1990
Wore: Flare jeans
Listened to: Stone Roses, Happy Mondays, 808 State
1991: Stussy
Listened to: Prodigy
1992-95: No memory whatsoever
What year is it now?
Things I used to say without a hint of irony
‘Booyaka’
‘Sweet’
‘Touch, bro’
‘Oi oi saveloy’
‘Large’
‘Coooooooomon’
‘Bring that beat back’
‘Ah yeah’
‘Awesome super douper trooper Grooverider hardcore provider’
‘Karl Popper Happy Shopper Double Dropper Killed a Copper’
I had you all wrong star!
Here’s a few from me:
‘Murder’
‘Mint’
‘Laaav it,laav it, love it, love it, laaaav it’
‘One more toon’
‘Ina da hours’
‘Seen, seen’
‘Soon time’
‘Keep it locked’
‘Blood cleeet Yellowman’
‘Tranqui colegui’
‘Mash ‘up’
‘Roadblock’
‘Alllll dayyyy’
‘Killa’
‘He’s a wrong’un’
‘Yoo aving a stewards or what’
‘What it is’
‘Bill up na?’
‘De puta madre’
‘Pura vida maing’
and of course
‘Wick-eeeed’
Whistle posse loud and clear
Put your hands in the air
One two three and maybe four when you’re an on a e you just want more and more hardcore you know the score e come alive now e come alive
‘Ere I am a guest and a traveller
Welcome to the freakshow I dunno where I come from
So please tell me what the fuck the time on earth is
Off my head
Wait about a minute
Rushin round my head and you know I’m never in it
Dancin’ thru me no wanna have a clue
Poppin down the capsules red and black or blue
Positive drumbeats in the times of heat and snow
And you all will understand what you know
Now all of the people in the house take a vow
Your time soon come and your time is now
c. K Hardy, 1991
Little bit o bass
Little bit o drum
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?
flashback, flashback, jesus built my hotrod, no mother I don’t want to park my mini where uncle abdul’s silver ghost has been
Your fault
I don’t know, maybe something I bought from Primark a few summers ago…..
A pair of pointy toed Chelsea boots……
Realising I no longer had the figure for a skinny fit T-shirt and having to suck my stomach in for the rest of the day(I shudder at this one)
Flannel(early-mid nineties)
Beyond that I’d say that iLL Men are fairly nondescript and tend not to be prone to fashion crime or style errors.
I was always your hippy raver – infinately cooler than the Kismet type cheesy quavers. I know Andy Weatherall, need one say more?
Though PWEI’s “Hit the high tech groove” is I admit one of the finest songs of all time.
…was it ever fashionable to tuck the bottom of your jeans/tracky bottoms etc in to your socks? I can faintly remember doing it in the 80’s…I think it’s time to start doing it again.
Ummm… I had a horrendous pair of round purple (as in aubergine purple) glasses that really didn’t suit me, and made me look like an owl, but I thought they did, and insisted on wearing them for YEARS. Good grief.
I don’t think I’ve made any major fashion faux pas, but then again, I spent about 13 years in my sisters’ cast-offs, so if I did, it wasn’t really my fault!
As a 90s guy, I have to say super-baggy jeans and ankle-high basketball boots. Okay, I admit it, I don’t actually think there was anything uncool about those. I also caught the tail-end of the 80s Miami Vice-inspired era, so managed to have those silk-infused pleated trousers, pastelish polo shirts, etc etc. Always wanted to buy those Dwayne Wayne flip-shades but never had the cojones, so went for boring Ray Bans instead.
Cool dressers ? Dr Christian Troy in Nip/Tuck; Lex Luthor in Smallville; Angel in, er, Angel. And — wait for it — Niles Crane in Frasier (he always wore superb double-breasted suits). Jay-Z and P Diddy also generally look good when they’re all suited & booted.
Amitabh & Abhishek Bachchan also look very stylish indeed when they’re wearing dark Nehru-style suits at various Indian awards ceremonies. And traditional Indian outfits (especially sherwanis) suit Junior B very well, as depicted in one of the music videos for Bluffmaster and also the recent movie Umrao Jaan.
My first introduction to music was hearing things like Dumbarton drums and Donald Where’s Your Trousers on the radio as a very young kid in Scotland.
I don’t feel embarrassed coz I was too young.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iqzd4IpS7Tw
My first site of dancing was seeing grandparents, uncles, aunts etc doing some kind of twirl around by grabbing someones hand kind of Scottish folk dance.
The most embarrassing moment in my life to do with dress was non of the fashion stuff.
When I was about 4 I lived on an army base. Our aunt used to make us clothes. She made me these short trousers which stuck out like a skirt and on which the fastener kept coming loose. One day I had no clean underpants so had to go out to play without any underneath these trousers. I met a girl I knew who was my own age and while talking to her my trousers fell down to my ankles. She just stood there with her mouth agape. Oh the shame!!!!
Bright red Satin Jacket with big blue stars sewn on the collar.
Bright red starred t shirt with flared sleeves.
Bright red flared loon pants with embroided ribbon sewn round bottoms.
B’Jaysus William — belatedly spotted your outfit. Glad I was too young for early 70 fashions. Maybe the 80s weren’t so bad after all, apart from women in jumpsuits — very unsexy.
Mid 70’s; ancient RAF flying jacket, drainpipe jeans, flat cap and cuban heeled boots. I still don’t see that as a style error, by my friends assure me that it was.
And, oh yes, early 70’s – getting your mum to sew a triangle of burgundy curtain material into your bottle green loons felt wrong even then, but that whole ‘Beggar’s Banquet’ patchwork look was briefly compelling. The highest kudos went to those who had their jeans embroidered by their girl-friends, beaten only by those Olympians who also had their DM’s hand painted. It said, ‘I’m virile, yet sensitive’.
Worst fashion faux pas; sitting at home full of cold in PJ’s and dressing gown when a mate called round. Several spliffs and whiskys later being persuaded that I could at least manage a couple of pints at the local boozer, so pulled jeans and sweater on over pj’s. Four hours later, in the Cooperage on the Quayside, doing an interpretative dance to Tracks Of My Tears and removing sweater. The way the rather fetching art student I was trying to impress changed from looking at me with mild interest to utter loathing has stayed buried until now.
I’m Back in business baby.
You fucking WHAT???!!!
*puts Cid on the list of 7*
Alrighty, straight from my Facebook profile, this should bring the person behind the name into some light (and fucking far from Cid’s weirdo version):
Favorite Music:
Metallica, Radiohead, Pink Floyd, Gorrilaz, Shy FX, The Holloway’s, FSOL
Favorite TV Shows:
Battlestar Galactica, Spaced, Peepshow, The Office
Favorite Movies:
Fight Club, Batman Begins, Shawshank Redemption, The Matrix (the 1st not the shit sequels), Goodfellas
Favorite Books:
Anything by Noam Chomsky or Terry Pratchett
Favorite Comedians: Bill Hicks, early Richard Prior
Favorite Quotes:
“You can learn more about a person in an hour of play than you can in a year of conversation”-Plato
My, there are some fine musical tastes on display from the Picklers.
If anyone needs some aural stimulation between 11-1am tonight, point yer browsers at: http://www.allfm.org/public/listen_online.php
I’ll be wearing my best pink satin disco suit of course (well it is radio) and shall be hosting my regular feast of aural oddities and end-of-weekend wind-downs. Suspect that Sid might be most interested, but brand new stuff on the playlist tonight includes chilled out grooves from Air, Tracey Thorn and Nostalgia 77; instrumental hip hop from DJ Shadow; psychedelic country from The Earlies and Willie Mason; mindblowing postmodern jazz from Arve Henriksson and Kieran Hebden & Steve Reid; minimalist Japanese electronica from Aus and Moskitoo; plus a bunch of other stuff that sounds either like an auditory distillation of a serotonin-crazed alpha wave (my words) or a bunch of angry insects trapped in a tin can (the missus’s words.)
Might even dig out some David Sylvian or Harold Budd if Sid promises to listen.
It would be company to have your pleasure.
Sigh
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/6416735.stm
OK, music then. Lord knows what all this says about me.
Abba, The Smiths, Morrissey, The Stones, Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn, Transvision Vamp, The Damned, The New York Dolls, The Sex Pistols, The Clash (in small doses), Madonna, Dolly Parton, The Gossip, Soft Cell, Fleetwood Mac, Hole, Bizet and other stuff.
El CId, that link sends my inner compass of justice and moral righteousness spinning like a gyroscope. Pick that one out, as they say.
Sigh.
I can’t believe no-one has taken the piss over my confession that I downloaded Eye of the Tiger (for my marathon training see). Still, talk about an open goal!
Anyway, I thought long and hard about this while running today, and here’s a first stab at 8 revealing Desert Island Discs. It’s not definitive.
1) Money in my pocket — Dennis Brown
Dancing in outer space — Atmosfear
2) I know you got soul — Bobby Byrd
3) Going underground – The Jam
4) Ghost Town — The Specials
5) Still Dre — Dr Dre
6) You’ve got the love — Candi Staton
7) As – Stevie Wonder
9) Joy and pain – Maze
10) Shine on you crazy diamond — Pink Floyd
11) Under the bridge – Red Hot Chili Peppers
12) Tears — Frankie Knuckles
13) Shit, I can’t stop. This is impossible
I can’t believe no-one has taken the piss over my confession that I downloaded Eye of the Tiger (for my marathon training see). Still, talk about an open goal!
Because I suspect we’re all hiding worse. One of the first tapes I bought to listen was ZZ Top! Beat that!
Oh, and I remember wearing super-baggy jeans at school. In my defence, everyone did it at the time
Are you stalking me! have you seen my playlist. Seriously?!
To round things off this isn’t a definitive DIDs type list, because i can’t really pin anything down but what ive been listening to over the past few months and that comes to mind right now,
The Clash (bit everything they did),
Bernstein’s Ode to freedom (not the technically best version but the most evocative),
Black box recorder (England made me and Facts of life in particular),
Blondie (Union City Blues),
New pornographers (Twin Cinema, Sing me spanish techno in particular),
Rabbi Sergill (Bulla Ki Jan)
Amy Winehouse’s rendition of valerie
NOFX (terrible singing though heh)
Christina Aguilera Hurt(snowflakes remix)
The Kate Bush one is the most interesting, im associated with her on more occasions than anyone else whenever these types of questions come up. Obviously i like her, but you’re basically saying im a little nuts…right
I’m sooo tempted to list some of my favorite non-mainstream movies from around the world but you’d all think im even more nuts!!
oh and ive spent my weekend constantly on the point of smashing my computer because of an ‘NMI: Parity Check / Memory Parity Error’ BSOD problem. Something ive never ever seen before.
I have only recently aquired an mp3 player and discovered the selectivity involved in putting stuff on it and was wondering what that says about people.
My folders so far are
Hard Rock
Deep Purple, Hendrix, Free, New Order Zep, The Cult
Soft Acoustic
Indigo Girls, Dylan, Crosby Stills and Nash, Donovan
Late Junction
World music recorded off the radio 4 programme
Classical
Vaughan Williams, some Mahler, Debussy
Hildegard
Hildegard Von Bingen
Gregorian Chants
Some Gregorian Chants
Rag
Nikhil Bannerjee, sitar rag
Lata
Selection of lata Mangeshkar songs
Podcasts
For podcasts
replace your memory (RAM) chip(s).
Kulvinder
Kate Bush is great
“I’m sooo tempted to list some of my favorite non-mainstream movies from around the world but you’d all think im even more nuts!! ”
Please tell me….please
One of the first tapes I bought to listen was ZZ Top! Beat that!
WHAT?! There aint nothing wrong with ZZ Top dammit!
*wonders if he’s really hanging out with the right crowd*
The Killers and Kaiser Chiefs are simply derivative shit. And bad derivative shit, at that.
The killers aint all that but the KC aint too bad. I try not to get into the derivative argument because it’s futile. There is no original music; everything is influenced by or rips off another era…
Just sat through I,Robot. Should I risk it with Johnny Mnemonic?
Miles Davis? Sonny Rollins maybe.
Proclaimers
Pretenders
The Jam
Style Council
Paul Weller
Talking Heads
David Byrne
Tom Robinson
Clash
Heart
Steve Miller Band
Al Stewart
Outkast
Peter Frampton
M – Pop Muzik
Thompson Twins
Asia
Santana
Rush – Farewell to Kings
Pink Floyd
The Who
Squeeze
Sex Pistols
Public Image Ltd
Soft Cell
Jimmy Somerville
Commodores
Beautiful South
Paul Heaton
Manic Street Preachers
Supertramp
Fleetwood Mac
Free
Led Zeppelin
Cat Stevens
The Faces
Rod Stewart
Eagles
Lynard Skynard
Allman Brothers
Steely Dan
Average White Band
Peter Frampton
Rolling Stones
Public Enemy
Disposable Heroes of Hiphopracy
10CC
Paul Simon
Marvyn Gaye
Stevie Wonder
Tracy Chapman
Sly and Family
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
xxxxxx – Mera Jhoota heh Japaani
Tubular Bells
Cyndi Lauper
Nena
George Michael
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Grateful Dead
Guns & Roses
Billy Joel
Donny Osmond – Puppy Love
The Skids
Big Country
Nirvana
REM
Seal
Cranberries
Everlast
Savage Garden
Scratched
Cliff Richard (South Africa & Tony Blair)
Redeemed
Paul Simon (South Africa)
Rising Star
Dixie Chicks
NOT
Survivor – Eye Of The Tiger
Tony! Toni! Tone! – Feels Good
That’s a shortlist. If I think of any more..
Oh good. Johnny Mnemonic just finished.
Without embarassment:
Very long hair
Very long permed hair
Oxford Bags 34″ Flares
Platform shoes
Tom Baker Dr Who scarf
Furry coat
Grey/green check suit with olive army-surplus shirt and basketball pumps (no such thing as trainers)
Wanted but didn’t have
Loons
Kaftan
as advertised on the back pages of NME
With embarassment
Very short hair
(at the hands of the local barber with the only cut in his repertoire, and the only one trusted to do the job, without mercy, by my parents)
“Commodores”
Should have been Communards.
ZZ top were good stuff.
Believe it or not Status Quo were once a cred band.
Kismet
Fields of the Nephalim were great I saw them
Nowadays I just ask for a haircut at a regular barbers, no fancy styling. I usually get what could be called a short back and berserk, but it’s cheap.
If we’re going for mottos, I’ll go for my favourite 60s/70s one from the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers ‘Dope will get you through times of no money, better than money will get you through times of no dope’. When I grew up, I discovered this was a lie.
Refresh that list is formidable
Sunny, putting that list together saw me through Johnny Mnemonic, thankfully. It also allowed me to re-trace my steps. My soundtrack if you like.
ZZ-Top weren’t too bad, they did what they went out to do – entertain. I guess their biggest selling point were the sharply dressed women. A bit like Robert Palmer.
Others that didn’t quite make the list were the Undertones’ Teenage Kicks and The Beat’s Mirror in the Bathroom.
As for the Sex Pistols I nearly managed to book them for our end of term school disco. Not sure if I am glad that I didn’t – there’d have been blood on the dancefloor.
I remember being with Talking Heads in their dressing room when Tina Weymouth refused to come out for an encore because of some revolting creatures making disgusting gestures when they had been on stage. She finally did, but they still insisted on harrassing her.