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Post by rebecca on Mar 15, 2009 23:34:01 GMT
Okay, new topic, inspired by SMs little lass --
What did you listen to as a kid? What were your favorite songs? Both specifically kid's music, and out of what your parents played for themselves. This means, before you were buying your own pop or whatever.
We had all sorts of records for kids, with music and stories, but probably the one my parents most wanted to break was the one with "The Ballad of Davy Crockett," which I must have played about 4 million times. It also had "Inchworm," which I liked almost as much. As for adult stuff, my dad brought home from Vietnam Peter Paul and Mary's first album, which I played the grooves off of, and while he was gone my mom got Simon and Garfunkel's "Bridge Over Troubled Water" and the soundtrack to 'Hair" - so I was corrupted at an early age, even if I didn't understand what most of it meant. My mother was very liberal in that way. Then, around ten or eleven, my dad bought "Jesus Christ Superstar" and "Godspell" both of which I deeply loved.
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Post by broadsword on Mar 16, 2009 5:29:41 GMT
This may not mean much to non UK board members, but pretty well all my early listening pleasure came from a Saturday morning radio show called Children's Favourites. It was hosted by "Uncle Mac", accompanied by "Auntie Vi" at the piano - Violet Carson went on to play Ena Sharples in Coronation Street. Uncle Mac played all sorts of music, not only the popular stuff with children, but light classical music items and the odd blues track. Indeed, I saw Eric Clapton once refer to this show as one of the things that kick-started his love of blues music. Check out www.whirligig-tv.co.uk/radio/childrensfav.htm If I had to pick a favourite song from my youth, it would probably be this offering by Charlie Drake - "My Boomerang won't come back" "My boomerang won't come back My boomerang won't come back I've waved the thing all over the place Practised till I was black in the face I'm a big disgrace to the aborigine race My boomerang won't come back"
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Post by tullistray on Mar 16, 2009 6:17:14 GMT
February 7 1964 found me and seventy million other Americans (still the largest tv audience in history?) under the profound sway of the Beatles, went some distance at lessening the blow of losing JFK 6 weeks earlier. I was seven and was in part brought to this lifelong alliance trough an older sister, who stopped tickling me long enough to clue me in. Always a warm memory as well, connected with my late Mother is Puff the Magic Dragon.
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Post by maddogfagin on Mar 16, 2009 8:53:22 GMT
This may not mean much to non UK board members, but pretty well all my early listening pleasure came from a Saturday morning radio show called Children's Favourites. It was hosted by "Uncle Mac", accompanied by "Auntie Vi" at the piano - Violet Carson went on to play Ena Sharples in Coronation Street. Uncle Mac played all sorts of music, not only the popular stuff with children, but light classical music items and the odd blues track. Indeed, I saw Eric Clapton once refer to this show as one of the things that kick-started his love of blues music. Remember listening to this as well. I always thought as a young kid that it came from our local post office and apparently i always called the post master Uncle Mac.
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Post by maddogfagin on Mar 16, 2009 9:00:24 GMT
Mum & Dad allowed me to stay up late one evening a week to hear the Goon Show - luxury.
Radio Luxembourg with the fading in and out on 208 metres medium wave where I first heard Dream Lover by Bobby Darin and Charlie Brown by the Coasters.
Of the American TV shows imported to the UK I loved the Lone Ranger with his sidekick Tonto.
. . . . and Bassets Liquorice Allsorts ;D
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Post by quizzkid on Mar 16, 2009 11:54:21 GMT
"The Goon show", "The Clitheroe kid" on the radio as a youngster, then because TV shut down for a time, or the "God spot was on on Sunday nights hearing the awful "Sing Something Simple" with the George Mitchell Singers, a "blackface" troupe of singers doing their unwitting bit to rock any notion of racial harmony during some troubled times.
Junior Choice!...."Sparky's magic piano", "Puff the magic dragon", Any Charlie Drake or Bernard Cribbins song...."Right said fred"and the legendary "Hole in the ground"......[great lyrics there too]
Radio Luxembourg and the pirates as a teenager, The early days of radio 1 with the likes of John Peel.
On TV, "The tellygoons", Michael Bentine, anything by Gerry Anderson, "David Nixon's Magic hour", "Sunday night at the London Palladium", "Dr Who" and from the US, "Hogan's Heroes", "Gilligans Island", "Green Acres", "Champion the Wonder Horse", "Space patrol" and in later years, "The Outer Limits" and "The Twilight Zone".
1st records I remember having "The happy wanderer" on pink vinyl by Pinky and Perky . Tobacco Road - The Nashville Teens, and Beatles stuff, normally EP's
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Post by steelmonkey on Mar 16, 2009 21:37:53 GMT
Hey Hey We're the Monkees....Davy Jones saved my life!
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Post by rebecca on Mar 16, 2009 22:35:53 GMT
We used to watch the Monkees sometimes - I remember being four and trying to jump on one foot all the way through the closing credits. It surprises me, though, because that wasn't my parents' kind of thing at all, and they were very much believers in the grownups dominating the TV ("when you grow up and have your own TV, THEN you get to decide!"). Maybe this is still why I watch almost all the shows I like in late afternoon reruns rather than watching TV in the evenings.
No Monkees or Beatles records, though...the first non-kid record that came in the house bought for one of us was when my brother got a Jackson 5 album for Christmas - the one that had "I want you back," which is a fabulous song, I don't care what anybody says! *
But back to TV - we did watch cartoons on Saturday morning and I remember Underdog and Rocky and Bullwinkle and Warner Bros. and all...and the Archies! And afternoons after school, for awhile it was Flipper and the old Spiderman cartoon.
Didn't see Twilight Zone till much later, but I have to mention that that is my favorite TV show of all time, period.
*maybe not quite as fabulous as "I'll be there," though.
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Post by tullistray on Mar 16, 2009 23:43:41 GMT
I know I joined many, possibly primarily male, in open warfare against a section of girls in about 1966, 5th grade, for their turn of affection to the Monkees from the Fabs. Still don't like them, though I am aware both Nesmith and Tork are credible musicians, even at 10 they embarrassed me as an American to try and imitate the Hard Day's Night aspects of the Beatles, that level of spontaneous interchange cannot be duplicated, (I am sure in the Beatles case Liverpool and pretty much growing up together had everything to do with it.) Where the somewhat rare sights of the Beatles on the various TV programs in the US in the sixties brought deep pride, you know, those are our guys and we know they are the best, and you just knew Lennon was going to say something good, the Monkees and particularly Davy Jones with his warm and tender ballads, trying to walk the schmaltz knife edge that Paulie regularly tread with perfect balance, well, at the time truly I hated the Monkees but it was a massive success, I am aware they had several quite catchy singles, and I even liked Pleasant Valley Sunday. But I still hate those cretins. And Martha Kuntz and Mary Branand for changing teams. Got to mention Batman and I Dream of Jeanie from the sixties and childhood as well. With the exception of the dumb ass fight scenes I still enjoy Batman very much and believe Adam West, who played Batman is one of the best deadpans I have ever seen. They must have had to reshoot several of those scenes for the sheer difficulty of delivering those lines completely straightfaced. And wow the collection of villains amazing, and often truly some funny stuff. Frank Gorshin as the riddler, Vincent Price as the highly egg splicit Egg head, whoever that Russian temptress was who would call Batman Batbooshka but wanted to off Robin if I remember right. I can think of no other actor who has had his career as affected by being connected to one role than Adam West, I honestly think the guy was a talent who was likely classically trained, a very funny outlet for it. And I also understand that he (who last I saw him, had to be in his mid sixties at least and looked nearly the same)and Robin who appears to have got quite overweight have some very funny tales to tell, I think Batman presided over Robin's first lay or maybe even first hooker, I am vague on the details but apparently they are both really nice guys who never got Hollyweird, sort of like Ron Howard, good guys who managed to stay out of the sick lane. Also to close out childhood interests, baseball 9 to 5, absolute certainty I would be a big league ballplayer til I was about 15 and met a certain associate of Mr Owsley at which point the glove kinda slipped off my hand and I done went out wanderin, I can say no more,also a total need to be sent away from the dinner table obsession with the New York Yankees and Mickey Mantle and the Green Bay Packers. The Packer illness extends to this day and all the years between.
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Post by steelmonkey on Mar 17, 2009 17:21:11 GMT
Jerry Kramer wrote the most important book of my pre-teen years till Jim Bouton knocked him out of the top spot.
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Post by nonrabbit on May 28, 2009 9:17:58 GMT
;D ;D I've just found this thread - how many other threads are hiding!! I was fascinated by my mothers 78rpm and 45's. She had a thing about Herb Alpert and his tijuiana (?) Brass and I remember the album cover well - I'm suprised it was allowed in the strict religious household I had a big crush on the record "Young Girl" by Gary Puckett BUT the main crush was The Sound of Music knew every note and every song was played out by the children at the time! Oh and Glasgow street songs sung by kids but I could never print the totally nonpc words to them
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Post by steelmonkey on May 28, 2009 21:56:56 GMT
I remember the album cover well
You must mean the one of the girl wearing nothing but whipped cream...pre-figuring, by only a few years, illicit readings of 'The Happy hooker' and 'The Sensuous Woman'...both available at the nearby drug store where I got baseball cards. Years later these interests magically collided when Jim Bouton described meeting the anonymous author of 'The sensuous Woman', 'J', on a talk show!
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Post by tullistray on May 30, 2009 13:46:07 GMT
On the oldies station yesterday heard a song that took me right back to the summer of 66 in a way that the Beatles or Stones never could because I have never stopped listening to their music in all the years since was Windy by the Association. Visions of Oak Street Beach in Chicago and the ultra fine things you would see strolling around in bikinis,(probably including Hugh Hefners bunny's then located in Chicago at the Playboy Mansion about 2 blocks away on the ultra posh Astor Street) very good memories indeed. Do like that line about who's trippin down the streets of the city, smilin at everybody she sees. There would be a handful of other ones like this, probably more, 96 Tears by ? and the Mysterians, Dedicated to the One I Love, Mama's and Papa's, Catch us if you Can,Dave Clark Five, Rag Doll, 4 Seasons, probably lots of others. Yeah I was young once buddy.
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Post by quizzkid on May 30, 2009 17:30:47 GMT
As a young kid I grew up listening in the main to Tamla, Ska and Mod stuff, I lived and grew up on a housing estate where the mods turned into skinheads [pre-the NF vile type skinheads] and the music was essentially by black artists.
I have to admit, I still love Tamla from that period, and that fuelled my love of unadulterated pop music..... and the Mod/Skinhead clothes were pretty stylish too.
Some of my favourite songs of that time included a diverse mix of:
Tommy Roe - Dizzy; Smokey Robinson - Tracks of my tears & Tears of a clown; Small Faces - Itchycoo Park & Sha-la-la-la lee; The Who - My Generation; The Beatles - Day tripper & I feel fine; The Nashville Teens - Tobacco Road..... and The Dave Clarke Five .
I also dabbled a little with stuff from the Tighten Up vol 2 era such as Bob and Marcia , Desmond Dekker, Sam and Dave and some of the early Stax stuff.
Looking through the singles collection some very odd stuff cropped up as well - In the year 2525 by Zager and Evans, The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde by Georgie Fame,.... good grief what was I thinking....
I then graduated into my long haired, flared trouser wearing, platform shoe balancing, patch covered denim jacketed teenage years when I adopted the bands of that time;
The Who, Free, Cat Stevens, Zeppelin, The Faces, Cream/Clapton, Bowie, Tyrannosauraus/T Rex, Genesis, ELP, Alice Cooper, Wishbone Ash, Roxy Music, and the rest the bands I would like for the rest of my life..... Oh yeah, and that really deep, grown up band ....Jethro Tull.
My parents were into an odd mix of music and I'm not sure if they influenced my lisitening but their tatses were more diverse than mine....Opera at one end of the scale down to Russ Conway.......I still have their record collection and it does make for very odd analysis....
Maybe I was more influenced than I think having listed out my past interests...
Oh, and I can't neglect The Happy Wanderer by Pinky and Perky.
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Post by steelmonkey on May 30, 2009 21:22:35 GMT
When I first started listening to the local radio station, with a weekly top 40 ( KIMN in Denver) the top hits were: The Association ( windy, cherish, never my love, along comes mary) Green Tambourine, Ode to Bobby ( Billy?) Joe, Love is Blue, Ha Ha laughed the Clown ( Yardbirds, not manfred Mann) and the ubiquitous Monkees ( she, last train to clarksville) What were we thinking: "love is Blue'....a pop hit on rock and roll radio?
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Post by rebecca on May 31, 2009 5:37:36 GMT
When I first started listening to the local radio station, with a weekly top 40 ( KIMN in Denver) the top hits were: The Association ( windy, cherish, never my love, along comes mary) Green Tambourine, Ode to Bobby ( Billy?) Joe, Love is Blue, Ha Ha laughed the Clown ( Yardbirds, not manfred Mann) and the ubiquitous Monkees ( she, last train to clarksville) What were we thinking: "love is Blue'....a pop hit on rock and roll radio? Yeah, it's Billy Joe. Seeing the movie was manditory in order to be considered a blue-blooded American teenage girl, even though by the time I got to be a teenager you could only see it on TV. I confess that sometimes "Cherish" can almost make me cry. If you listen to it and take it for what it is, with that "I'm not like those other guys who just want to use you, I really love you" (with the implied "and you don't know I'm alive," message, it's really quite moving! I've been making my little neice sampler CDs now that she's starting to look beyond Hannah Montana - I should put that on one.
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Post by maddogfagin on May 31, 2009 10:12:22 GMT
Still to this day, I love the 60's Motown music. The Four Tops, Mary Wells, The Temptations, Smokey Robinson & The Miracles, etc. In 1965 I joined this youth club in Addiscombe, Croydon and was persuaded to run a disco with a couple of others. We made a twin turntable unit out of what we could scrounge from friends and relatives and proceeded to "entertain" our public every Friday(?) night. I used to go to a shop by West Croydon railway station called Head Quarters & General and buy ex juke box 7" singles for the disco nights and still have a few to this day lurking in the garage. Sadly the disco nights were knocked on the head by an over zealous vicar who thought our music was connected with the devil and I drifted away from the place which, in hindsite, may have influenced a fair percentage of my music tastes for years to come.
In later life I now tend to think of years and the connection with music and/or artists.
!964: Radio Caroline 1965: My Generation - The Who 1966: California Dreaming - Mamas & Papas/Reach Out I'll Be There - Four Tops 1967: Sgt. Pepper and the enforced closing of all but one of the offshore stations 1968: Bookends - Simon & Garfunkel and This Was by Tull.
There has been a lot written about this era and when I see film footage on the tv it doesn't seem possible from 40+ years on how the sixties did change the way people looked, thought and acted out their lives. Had it not been for this decade we would still be dressing like our parents, listening to drab ballads on the BBC Light Programme and behaving ourselves at ballroom dances held at the nearest Mecca dance hall.
Glad I was there.
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Post by nonrabbit on May 31, 2009 10:23:38 GMT
I know!! I remember sitting waiting impatiently circa 68/69 ( I was 11/12 years old) just to get out there! I couldn't wait to get out of Glasgow and down to London however I am totally jealous of anyone my age who was brought up in California and experienced all of the 60's/70's there. What finally made it for me was watching the news in a drab Glasgow tenement with my Granny and probably a priest in attendance and on comes the sensation of Woodstock. They froze (didn't switch it off ;D) It was reported as a kind of end of all decency as we know it Music/freedom/friendship and hanging out (thats the abbreviated version).......... I couldn't wait.
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 4:26:03 GMT
;D ;D I've just found this thread - how many other threads are hiding!! I was fascinated by my mothers 78rpm and 45's. She had a thing about Herb Alpert and his tijuiana (?) Brass and I remember the album cover well - I'm suprised it was allowed in the strict religious household Was it the one where the girl is wearing the dress made of whipped cream?
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 4:43:36 GMT
As a young kid I grew up listening in the main to Tamla, Ska and Mod stuff, I lived and grew up on a housing estate where the mods turned into skinheads [pre-the NF vile type skinheads] and the music was essentially by black artists. I have to admit, I still love Tamla from that period, and that fuelled my love of unadulterated pop music..... and the Mod/Skinhead clothes were pretty stylish too. Some of my favourite songs of that time included a diverse mix of: Tommy Roe - Dizzy; Smokey Robinson - Tracks of my tears & Tears of a clown; Small Faces - Itchycoo Park & Sha-la-la-la lee; The Who - My Generation; The Beatles - Day tripper & I feel fine; The Nashville Teens - Tobacco Road..... and The Dave Clarke Five .
I also dabbled a little with stuff from the Tighten Up vol 2 era such as Bob and Marcia , Desmond Dekker, Sam and Dave and some of the early Stax stuff.
Looking through the singles collection some very odd stuff cropped up as well - In the year 2525 by Zager and Evans, The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde by Georgie Fame,.... good grief what was I thinking....
I then graduated into my long haired, flared trouser wearing, platform shoe balancing, patch covered denim jacketed teenage years when I adopted the bands of that time;
The Who, Free, Cat Stevens, Zeppelin, The Faces, Cream/Clapton, Bowie, Tyrannosauraus/T Rex, Genesis, ELP, Alice Cooper, Wishbone Ash, Roxy Music, and the rest the bands I would like for the rest of my life..... Oh yeah, and that really deep, grown up band ....Jethro Tull.
My parents were into an odd mix of music and I'm not sure if they influenced my lisitening but their tatses were more diverse than mine....Opera at one end of the scale down to Russ Conway.......I still have their record collection and it does make for very odd analysis....
Maybe I was more influenced than I think having listed out my past interests...
Oh, and I can't neglect The Happy Wanderer by Pinky and Perky."In the year 2525" scared the hell out of me when I was a kid, it was so apocalyptic, but I was also really fascinated by it. (I am quite often fascinated by what scares me, and vice versa.) My mom loves opera too - that was always her house cleaning music. My dad majored in voice in college, which is why she fell in love with him. Their records are all in their basement, but they probably are in pitiful shape. My parents are about the least materialistic people in the world and we ran roughshod over all their things when we were growing up and they never minded. They had a lot of records they never played, which I guess were gifts. There are several I'm so sentimental about, though, especially the Christmas albums. And that reminds me of my crazy great-aunt Tommie. She was called Tommie because she was supposed to be a boy, and even though she wasn't, they still named her that, which was probably the beginning of her problems. She loved music so much, but somebody in her family (she never moved out) complained that she played it too loud. So she just stopped. She never played another record in her life, but she kept buying them. She just had a compulsion, I guess. She bought them and never opened them. When I was about 13, she brought them all out of the garage and let my parents pick whatever they wanted, and they took a sizeable stack. When we got them home, I started playing them all, because I just wanted to hear everything. This is how I found Johnny Cash and Flatt and Scruggs. My mother didn't realize what I was doing and it turns out she'd picked those out as Christmas presents! She didn't realize till Christmas came and she was ready to wrap them that I'd gone through and opened up every one of them. Oops! My father's family was just something else, the very definition of Southern Gothic. Flannery O'Connor material all the way. I'm going to write a book someday, but out of respect, not while he's living! Some day I'll tell you all about another of my crazy great-aunts.
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Post by nonrabbit on Jun 2, 2009 7:13:41 GMT
As a young kid I grew up listening in the main to Tamla, Ska and Mod stuff, I lived and grew up on a housing estate where the mods turned into skinheads [pre-the NF vile type skinheads] and the music was essentially by black artists. I have to admit, I still love Tamla from that period, and that fuelled my love of unadulterated pop music..... and the Mod/Skinhead clothes were pretty stylish too. Some of my favourite songs of that time included a diverse mix of: Tommy Roe - Dizzy; Smokey Robinson - Tracks of my tears & Tears of a clown; Small Faces - Itchycoo Park & Sha-la-la-la lee; The Who - My Generation; The Beatles - Day tripper & I feel fine; The Nashville Teens - Tobacco Road..... and The Dave Clarke Five .
I also dabbled a little with stuff from the Tighten Up vol 2 era such as Bob and Marcia , Desmond Dekker, Sam and Dave and some of the early Stax stuff.
Looking through the singles collection some very odd stuff cropped up as well - In the year 2525 by Zager and Evans, The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde by Georgie Fame,.... good grief what was I thinking....
I then graduated into my long haired, flared trouser wearing, platform shoe balancing, patch covered denim jacketed teenage years when I adopted the bands of that time;
The Who, Free, Cat Stevens, Zeppelin, The Faces, Cream/Clapton, Bowie, Tyrannosauraus/T Rex, Genesis, ELP, Alice Cooper, Wishbone Ash, Roxy Music, and the rest the bands I would like for the rest of my life..... Oh yeah, and that really deep, grown up band ....Jethro Tull.
My parents were into an odd mix of music and I'm not sure if they influenced my lisitening but their tatses were more diverse than mine....Opera at one end of the scale down to Russ Conway.......I still have their record collection and it does make for very odd analysis....
Maybe I was more influenced than I think having listed out my past interests...
Oh, and I can't neglect The Happy Wanderer by Pinky and Perky.This is a fascinating thread !We often want to know musicians influences but fans influences by choice and parent's music is even more interesting!! And some of the differences in area and culture are fascinating too. I didn't have the mods/skinheads but was right in there with Free and Wishbone Ash. I had Pinky and Perky on 45rpm too ;D Due to my mother living most of her life in America and visiting Scotland on occasions I would get the American influence as well. Mind you that opens the talk about the whole West Coast America sound which influenced the Brit hippies in the late 60's early 70's This is all great stuff
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Post by nonrabbit on Jun 2, 2009 7:47:41 GMT
And that reminds me of my crazy great-aunt Tommie. She was called Tommie because she was supposed to be a boy, and even though she wasn't, they still named her that, which was probably the beginning of her problems. She loved music so much, but somebody in her family (she never moved out) complained that she played it too loud. So she just stopped. She never played another record in her life, but she kept buying them. sorry I've highlighted your thread cause my son spilled coke on my keyboard and the keys are sticky and I can't delete the other part of your thread properly ;DRebecca that is so sad and typical of the 50's /60's upbringing where guilt etc was always a big part of family life. I tell you what it certainly gives us plenty of 'fodder' for telling stories. I had an aunt Agnes, very attractive,looked like Ava Gardner, wore a short fur jacket with her full name sewn in gold coloured thread on the lining. I used to love taking her jacket from her when she came to visit and try it on while pretending to hang it up for her She was tres elegant !! Agnes grew up in a little part of Glasgow again in a deeply religious God fearing household like my mother - only socialised in the church's local dances. To cut a story short, sorry i wish I could tell you - later when we all meet Agnes had a great life ahead of her and because of "what the neighbours might think" mentality she ended up having a nervous breakdown and was never the same again. No wonder we rebelled and shed the shackles - sometimes think now though that maybe our society went a bit too far ??
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Post by nonrabbit on Jun 2, 2009 7:48:34 GMT
;D ;D I've just found this thread - how many other threads are hiding!! I was fascinated by my mothers 78rpm and 45's. She had a thing about Herb Alpert and his tijuiana (?) Brass and I remember the album cover well - I'm suprised it was allowed in the strict religious household Was it the one where the girl is wearing the dress made of whipped cream? Indeedy ;D
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Post by maddogfagin on Jun 2, 2009 7:59:01 GMT
My dear old Dad loved jazz and had hundreds of 78s which I re-recorded onto cassette for him but Mum was left cold by music prefering the joys of the Croydon Flower Arranging Society (honest). I still have Dad's cassettes and will get round to listening to them one day. Apart from Bobby Darin, who I rate highly to this day, my early musical tastes, apart from Motown, was mostly Bobby Vee, Buddy Holly & the Crickets, some Elvis, and the absolute joys of early British "beat combos" on obscure UK labels such as Triumph (Joe Meek) and Top Rank. Wish I still had those Oh yes, The Beatles who initially made a great impression on me. I bumped off school so I could see the Hard Days Night film and received detention for doing so. Write out 200 times "I must concentrate on my school work or I will end up making nothing of my life in the future". Now I realise in later life I did the right thing ;D The American influence was the Stax label artists and from then onto the Mamas & Papas, Kingston Trio and later to Arthur Lee and Love etc etc. It was then a short hop onto Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix + Experience, Cream, early Fairport with Julie Dyble (?) and a host of others. Did I mention Tull - well I'll never regret the day I fell under their influence
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Post by maddogfagin on Jun 2, 2009 8:43:23 GMT
Brings back a lot of happy memories
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 12:53:27 GMT
Brings back a lot of happy memories Can't see the picture! Is it just me?
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 12:57:39 GMT
Was it the one where the girl is wearing the dress made of whipped cream? Indeedy ;D What's funny is my father is a minister, but my parents were totally loose about all that kind of thing. It was partly ideology and partly that they just didn't pay attention to it. When my brother was blasting Zeppelin and Iron Maiden, my dad would yell because it was too loud and because "it's not music," but neither of them EVER had an objection to the lyrics of anything.
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 13:02:55 GMT
And that reminds me of my crazy great-aunt Tommie. She was called Tommie because she was supposed to be a boy, and even though she wasn't, they still named her that, which was probably the beginning of her problems. She loved music so much, but somebody in her family (she never moved out) complained that she played it too loud. So she just stopped. She never played another record in her life, but she kept buying them. sorry I've highlighted your thread cause my son spilled coke on my keyboard and the keys are sticky and I can't delete the other part of your thread properly ;DRebecca that is so sad and typical of the 50's /60's upbringing where guilt etc was always a big part of family life. I tell you what it certainly gives us plenty of 'fodder' for telling stories. I had an aunt Agnes, very attractive,looked like Ava Gardner, wore a short fur jacket with her full name sewn in gold coloured thread on the lining. I used to love taking her jacket from her when she came to visit and try it on while pretending to hang it up for her She was tres elegant !! Agnes grew up in a little part of Glasgow again in a deeply religious God fearing household like my mother - only socialised in the church's local dances. To cut a story short, sorry i wish I could tell you - later when we all meet Agnes had a great life ahead of her and because of "what the neighbours might think" mentality she ended up having a nervous breakdown and was never the same again. No wonder we rebelled and shed the shackles - sometimes think now though that maybe our society went a bit too far ?? Yes, I definitely want to hear more later, if you don't want to go ahead and write it. The above isn't even the saddest thing about my aunt Tommie - my dad said "somebody" (who, I wonder?) told her she ate like a pig, so she quit eating with anybody else. In fact, she wouldn't even get her own plate, she'd just eat scraps off other people's before washing the dishes. I hate it when people get all cynical about psychology and therapy and all, because I've known too many people who never availed themselves of it and who really needed to.
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Post by maddogfagin on Jun 2, 2009 17:46:44 GMT
Can't see the picture! Is it just me? Your eyes haven't played tricks with you Rebecca. The pic went to that great internet black hole in the cosmos, just left of the constellation Zog. A similar one has been re-posted but for your eyes only so don't go telling anyone, here's your own, your very own, post of it
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Post by rebecca on Jun 2, 2009 18:15:31 GMT
Thanks, it's between us. I do remember it from childhood, actually.
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