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Somehow I don’t think this song is about hi-jinks in a department store.

Something for the Weekend



I thought Darts were pretty great and bought their first few singles. You could always count on them to liven up Top of The Pops.

The horror, the horror



When I first saw this I thought for a minute that it must be a parody of 1970s awfulness because every element — the song, the hair, the cap-sleeve t-shirts, the trousers, the starburst lighting — is so perfectly, dreadfully naff. But sadly it’s all too real. I remember New Edition dancing on Seaside Special but I must have blocked this from my memory for the sake of my sanity.

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I was very surprised to find out that this lot were from Holland and not, you know, Mississippi, or somewhere in that general area. Were they the First Aid Kit of their day?

I once saw David Hamilton outside Fulham Football Club after a game back in the 70s and he was indeed very “Diddy” — something he was trying to disguise by wearing really high platform shoes and a big fur coat.

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Why punk happened, reason number 37.

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It took me a second to remember that those are radios they’re holding to their ears, not mobile phones.

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I rarely check my site stats but I did the other day and visits are way down at the moment probably due to the lack of content here lately (I’m busy!) But I have a secret weapon to get my viewing figures back up: Pan’s People dancing in tiny little skirts.

Shameless pandering for eyeballs and comments? Oh yes.

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Not had anything by Dame David here for a while and this is a corker. This clip from TOTP was thought to have been lost for years, one of the many tapes that the BBC wiped, and hadn’t been seen since it was first broadcast in 1973. Then last year the cameraman came forward with a copy he’d had made at the time, not realizing that it was the only one in existence — “I just couldn’t believe that I was the only one with it. I just thought you wouldn’t be mad enough to wipe a tape like that” he said. Makes you wonder what else has been lost.

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