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What You Listening To? v. I'll be Bach... (No Embeds)

Sammy G said:
I'm sure my mother's eyes lit up at that very same detail momentarily whilst she made her way to the Smiths and Joy Division records (which were apparently the 'real' bad influences]
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Can't imagine my own mum even having that on her radar.

Joy Division - nazi connotations of name?

Smiths, The Hand That Rocks The Cradle - Myra Hindley (Moors murderers) - brief stramash in the papers at the time, alleging that they were somehow glorifying it?

Now you mention it, I remember an auntie of mine once annoyingly kicking off about the second one, after annoyingly forcing me to play them some Smiths on their hifi so the family could "see what I was into" as a teenager. Fucking cringe. Never liked her.

Fuck yes, Lou Reed.

Ian Dury & The Blockheads session here... on Spotify, of course. :p
 
It wasn't even the Nazi connotations that made her hate Joy Division - just the knowledge that Ian Curtis was 'that bloke who topped himself', plus the sound of New Dawn Fades on repeat. Which, well, yeah. Fair enough.

I think she was looking for some explanation for my behaviour and state of mind at the time which would absolve her of any responsibility and / or blame. So she goes and blames Morrissey.
 
Sammy G said:
It wasn't even the Nazi connotations that made her hate Joy Division - just the knowledge that Ian Curtis was 'that bloke who topped himself', plus the sound of New Dawn Fades on repeat. Which, well, yeah. Fair enough.

I think she was looking for some explanation for my behaviour and state of mind at the time which would absolve her of any responsibility and / or blame. So she goes and blames Morrissey.
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Huh. I can imagine, in her shoes, that maybe the causes of your "problems" were evident in whatever went on in your room, so I kinda get that, even if it was misplaced.

Synchronicity at work here. I'm just back from a visit to my mum's up north, and I took the opportunity to ferret about the loft for anything I still wanted. Lo and behold, I found my old MASSIVE "Love Will Tear Us Apart" poster, all rolled up, along with some Smiths ones like "Hand In Glove". :D

It has only occurred to me in the past couple of weeks that my parents would have seen their teenage boy proudly display a poster like this:

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... and probably made some inaccurate (and thankfully unspoken) conclusions at the time. As a 15 year old, I was completely oblivious to how fucking screamingly homoerotic such an image was, being so wrapped up in the music and only the music. I'd had girlfriends, and had posters with leggy blondes with big tits draped over Lamborghinis on the wall too, so I can only imagine the parental cognitive dissonance that maybe went on at that time. Hah. :D
 
felix said:
Huh. I can imagine, in her shoes, that maybe the causes of your "problems" were evident in whatever went on in your room, so I kinda get that, even if it was misplaced.
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She knew very well the causes of my problems. One of which she never even bothered telling me some vital information about that might have saved me years of chasing my tail.

Anyway, this is getting heavy. Suffice to say that any 'normal' rationale for such behaviour really didn't apply to that woman.

felix said:
Synchronicity at work here. I'm just back from a visit to my mum's up north, and I took the opportunity to ferret about the loft for anything I still wanted. Lo and behold, I found my old MASSIVE "Love Will Tear Us Apart" poster, all rolled up, along with some Smiths ones like "Hand In Glove". :D

It has only occurred to me in the past couple of weeks that my parents would have seen their teenage boy proudly display a poster like this:

The-Smiths-Hand-In-Glove-516714.jpg


... and probably made some inaccurate (and thankfully unspoken) conclusions at the time. As a 15 year old, I was completely oblivious to how fucking screamingly homoerotic such an image was, being so wrapped up in the music and only the music. I'd had girlfriends, and had posters with leggy blondes with big tits draped over Lamborghinis on the wall too, so I can only imagine the parental cognitive dissonance that maybe went on at that time. Hah. :D
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Hahaha. :D

I never noticed how gay Morrissey was until much later, and that every record sleeve was like a few more syllables of Palare. And the blatant homoeroticism with young Johnny 'Thunders' Marr. Man, it was in your face.
 
Sammy G said:
I never noticed how gay Morrissey was until much later, and that every record sleeve was like a few more syllables of Palare. And the blatant homoeroticism with young Johnny 'Thunders' Marr. Man, it was in your face.
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I also had this one up for years:

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8(

And yeah, those record sleeves were camper than a row of tents at a gay pride festival. :D
 
^ Nice poster. Always loved the image. But yeah, gay. :D

I had this one up:

NSFW:
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About the only poster of a woman which ever went on my teenage wall. Apart from Joan Jett, of course.
 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rank_(album)#Cover

Alexandra Lendon Bastedo (9 March 1946 – 12 January 2014) was a British actress, best known for her role as secret agent Sharron Macready in the 1968 British espionage/science fiction adventure series The Champions. She has been cited as a sex symbol of the 1960s and '70s.[2] Bastedo was a vegetarian and animal welfare advocate.
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Explains that!

I have this single up on my "singles wall" right now, which is camp enough for now. :D

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("Ask")


NP: Turning Japanese by the Vapors, for any clickmonkeys. ;)
 
XTC marathon. And look at what I just read on Wikipedia:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XTC

Partridge's breakdown and XTC's withdrawal from touring (1982)

In early 1982, while at the peak of their popularity, XTC embarked on a major tour. This was abruptly cut short when Partridge suffered a mental breakdown on stage during one of the first concerts of the tour in Paris on 18 March 1982.

On 2 April 1982, a Friday night, XTC were scheduled to play at the Palladium in Hollywood, California, but did not appear. The audience milled about the open festival floor for a long 45 minutes/hour after opening act Oingo Boingo departed the stage, and then finally it was announced that XTC would not take the stage due to the "illness" of one of the band members (later revealed as Andy Partridge's ongoing fight with stage fright in Chris Twomey's book XTC: Chalkhills and Children). The following day, XTC played one last concert at the California Theatre, San Diego, CA then never played another tour date.[5] (XTC would perform several acoustic sets for radio only in 1989.[6])

Andy Partridge's breakdown, which manifested itself as uncontrollable stage fright, was reportedly precipitated by his wife throwing away his supply of Valium. According to the band's biography, Valium was prescribed to him as a teenager, but he was never taken off the drug and became dependent on it. Concerned about her husband's dependence, Partridge's wife threw his tablets away — without seeking medical advice — just before the Paris concert. Partridge particularly needed Valium to cope with the grinding monotony of concert touring, which he had always disliked but endured for the good of the band.[7] In addition to "memory loss and limb seizures", the sudden withdrawal of medication brought on anxiety attacks of such severity that he was soon forced to withdraw from performing permanently.
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