Music Appreciation
Related: About this forumAl Green.....dare I say as a gay pirate?
I'm So Tired Of Being Alone (on soul train)
Glorfindel
(9,750 posts)People dressed just a bit "differently" in 1971. I know I did! Thanks for posting this, Glamrock.
(Besides, what's wrong with gay pirates?)
Glamrock
(11,803 posts)Wasn't being insulting, just noticing you don't see that style of dress outside a parade, dig? Hey man, get your freak on, I give two shits yaknow? Sick performance.
Ohiogal
(32,210 posts)Glamrock
(11,803 posts)I'm beginning to regret that title...
BlueDawn
(892 posts)I LOVED this song back in the day!
Hmmmm.....I am no longer a 64-year-old woman with creaky knees but have been transported magically back to my 16-year-old self, tooling around in my hot red Firebird with the white top and white leather interior, playing my 8-track tapes as loudly as I could while trying not to get caught speeding while shifting my 4-in-the-floor!
Woohoo!......Those were the days!
Ah, youth, why must you flee? Where have you gone? Come back to me and I will treat you right this time!
Lol.....Those clothes, right? Brings back sooooo many good memories! Thanks!
I'd kill for that car! Had me a Brown '78 T/A with a gold Fireburd on the hoid. Yours was a manual? Soooooo rare. And I'm sooooo jealous!
BlueDawn
(892 posts)My stepfather purchased that car for me, but honestly, I am convinced that he bought it so he could speed a little bit.
I remember when I was a freshman in college, about a six-hour drive from home, and he drove that Firebird to pick up me and my roommate for the Thanksgiving holiday. We hit 110 miles an hour on the drive back home, scaring the daylights out of me but causing great hilarity in my roommate. When we stopped for gas, he got out to go inside to buy a coke, and I hurriedly jumped in the driver's seat so I could drive the rest of the way home. I also found a brown paper sack under the seat with his bottle of Jack Daniels already half empty. Hmmmm......not a good combo, whiskey and driving fast.
We made it home okay.
But I know that he was probably driving that car every weekend while I was at school. Next thing I heard, he had wrecked it. Heartbreaking for me.
My husband often looks online to see if he can find that same car for sale. I tell him that we would never be able to afford it, even should be be lucky enough to find it.
Lots of memories are attached to cars, aren't they? I sure did enjoy driving it.
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Skittles
(153,321 posts)I'm betting their fans were quite diverse, back in the day